Sep 2013
She calls you by your full name.
Sounds **** from her lips.
Not like honey; your name is the buzzing of the bees that make it and when I say it
My lips tingle.
But you'll never know.
Sounds **** from her lips.
Not like honey; your name is the buzzing of the bees that make it and when I say it
My lips tingle.
But you'll never know.
