Dec 2015
When moonlight aches,
When sunlight wakes,
I'll need a hit,
Of your fervent wit.
But if I'm naughty,
Incessantly haughty,
Conquer me.
Humble me,
Please.
When sunlight wakes,
I'll need a hit,
Of your fervent wit.
But if I'm naughty,
Incessantly haughty,
Conquer me.
Humble me,
Please.
