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She is the dark feel of the night She is the mystery with no light She hides away in her own pain She knows how to drive me insane No one can be as she can be My gothic lover can never be free I can see it all deep in her eyes No one has seen the tears she cries I know what I feel is wrong My will slips and is not strong She is sending temptation my way I feel my soul wanting to stray She is taking me down dark places Teasing me as my body feels her traces Kissing me and biting me with her lust Not waiting and wanting my body to ****** I am lost in her body this very night Each sensation inside her takes away the light She wants me badly and our bodies glisten Our sweat mingles as creatures of the night listen My passion is ready, deep inside her it fills She takes it all with her lust and her skills Her body is hot and I can feel her heat She wants me more as my heart will beat All this night, until the light of day She never stops for this is her wicked way I surrender knowing that she will always win For I am a prisoner to her desire and sin She now vanishes from where she came I know I will be back to play her game No one can match her, there can be no other I will always come for my gothic lover copyright Chris Smith 2008 (revised 2009)
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Feb 6, 2010
Feb 6, 2010 at 1:04 AM UTC
Gothic Lover
She is the dark feel of the night She is the mystery with no light She hides away in her own pain She knows how to drive me insane No one can be as she can be My gothic lover can never be free I can see it all deep in her eyes No one has seen the tears she cries I know what I feel is wrong My will slips and is not strong She is sending temptation my way I feel my soul wanting to stray She is taking me down dark places Teasing me as my body feels her traces Kissing me and biting me with her lust Not waiting and wanting my body to ****** I am lost in her body this very night Each sensation inside her takes away the light She wants me badly and our bodies glisten Our sweat mingles as creatures of the night listen My passion is ready, deep inside her it fills She takes it all with her lust and her skills Her body is hot and I can feel her heat She wants me more as my heart will beat All this night, until the light of day She never stops for this is her wicked way I surrender knowing that she will always win For I am a prisoner to her desire and sin She now vanishes from where she came I know I will be back to play her game No one can match her, there can be no other I will always come for my gothic lover copyright Chris Smith 2008 (revised 2009)
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Feb 6, 2010
Feb 6, 2010 at 1:04 AM UTC
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