Coursing threw my veins
Trust me
I will never take it in vain
What were doing keeps me sain
I worship your body with my lips
Getting drunk off your love
With just one sip
Has me on edge
Yet I never slip
Your love holds tight
I want this for the rest of my life
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 2:46 AM UTC
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