Serpentine tongue traces
The contours and curves
Of my body
Slithering
Writhing
Shaking
Shivering
Proclamations of the pleasure I'm so anticipating
Frantic
Animalistic
Carnal hungers of the flesh
If sins were truly deadly
My achiles heel would be his lips
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 11:51 PM UTC
Serpentine tongue traces
The contours and curves
Of my body
Slithering
Writhing
Shaking
Shivering
Proclamations of the pleasure I'm so anticipating
Frantic
Animalistic
Carnal hungers of the flesh
If sins were truly deadly
My achiles heel would be his lips
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