Right at this very moment
there isn't much on this Earth I'd rather do
than interlace our fingers
and look into eachother's eyes
and nip at your ears, collarbone and neck
as I make sweet, passionate Love
to you.
Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 9:50 AM UTC
Right at this very moment
there isn't much on this Earth I'd rather do
than interlace our fingers
and look into eachother's eyes
and nip at your ears, collarbone and neck
as I make sweet, passionate Love
to you.
For a beautiful and lovely muse.
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