Jun 2020
She wears her red high heels.
Dance, your hands love that woman,
always swaying to her siren song.
Go home at dawn and climb in bed
with the owner of your heart and
hold her flesh and blood to you.
Dance, your hands love that woman,
always swaying to her siren song.
Go home at dawn and climb in bed
with the owner of your heart and
hold her flesh and blood to you.
Date night is the glue that keeps it all together.
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)
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