You are my lover
My only lover
Whom the world
Shows its colour
And when you need
A tasty other
I am yours to smother
You are my well-girthed king
My only king
Hotter than a thermal spring
Pull on my apron string
Undress me
And impress me
****** me with your violin
Play me like a pan flute
My lover, my brute
Stroke my ego
My resolve is dilute
And you, my broken parachute
Will be my demise
Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 1:53 AM UTC
You are my lover
My only lover
Whom the world
Shows its colour
And when you need
A tasty other
I am yours to smother
You are my well-girthed king
My only king
Hotter than a thermal spring
Pull on my apron string
Undress me
And impress me
****** me with your violin
Play me like a pan flute
My lover, my brute
Stroke my ego
My resolve is dilute
And you, my broken parachute
Will be my demise
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