You are my sweet rose of all flower and thorn
In my side on our off days
Of all the work of frustration
Sweet smell of sweat and that
Eye
Brown and round
You look inside me into my soul
Oh how I wish you wouldn't -
I feel cleansed.
You are my heart of gold and silver
My princess,
Go and stop as quick
Trust
Our touch our destiny
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 6:37 PM UTC
You are my sweet rose of all flower and thorn
In my side on our off days
Of all the work of frustration
Sweet smell of sweat and that
Eye
Brown and round
You look inside me into my soul
Oh how I wish you wouldn't -
I feel cleansed.
You are my heart of gold and silver
My princess,
Go and stop as quick
Trust
Our touch our destiny