They adore the soft curves And the pink of my lips
The arch of my back The sweetness between my hips
My ex-lover treasured me for My tender touch
His fingers were tiny flames Burning to the third-degree
A new man came around Begging and pleading
He requested the pleasure I hold Shaking limbs and muffled moans
But I know he didn't want me He desired the pleasure
He craved my body
For RS
(A lot of word *****)
Maybe this is too much but it all needs to come out somehow.
"Would you do anything besides ***? I want to be a better person. I really do. I just want to make someone feel good for a change. I have this craving."