I take your mind to bed
Any opinion
You ever had,
Stark naked.
I start fondling
Your musings;
I envision
Your thoughts on my skin.
Your ideas enter me;
I feel myself
Tingling
From all the talking.
All my dreams flow
You, too, are close --
Baby, let me swallow
Any last word.
Oct 29, 2015
Oct 29, 2015 at 3:24 PM UTC
I take your mind to bed
Any opinion
You ever had,
Stark naked.
I start fondling
Your musings;
I envision
Your thoughts on my skin.
Your ideas enter me;
I feel myself
Tingling
From all the talking.
All my dreams flow
You, too, are close --
Baby, let me swallow
Any last word.
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