It was your lips I fell in love with first.
The way they curve as you grin and smirk.
Their sweet embrace waking my skin.
The quiver that verberates when
"ooh, i love you" escapes between your moans.
How they explore exotic palete adventures with each bite.
I fall in love with your lips all over again.
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 1:09 PM UTC
It was your lips I fell in love with first.
The way they curve as you grin and smirk.
Their sweet embrace waking my skin.
The quiver that verberates when
"ooh, i love you" escapes between your moans.
How they explore exotic palete adventures with each bite.
I fall in love with your lips all over again.
