Lipstick kisses, we're both wearing red. I motion her over and onto our bed. Blood red smeared across our lips. I keep her enticed, I straddle her hips. Seductively playing, I'm touching my lips. Long acrylic nails, for us never fails. I show her a ***** and she gently wails.
She's waiting, my sweetheart, I **** her so much. We ****, we're on fire and I wonder, which of us holds the power. I, in all honesty is hoping it's her, 'cause then I'll continue this life in her beautiful blur.