Oct 2013
the
brush
of
your
lips
the
spark
ignites
me
makes
its
way
to
my
hips
flash
lightning
I
just
hope
the
rain
doesn't
wash
you
out
i've
just
gotten
over
the
previous
draught
brush
of
your
lips
the
spark
ignites
me
makes
its
way
to
my
hips
flash
lightning
I
just
hope
the
rain
doesn't
wash
you
out
i've
just
gotten
over
the
previous
draught
