Mar 2014
Lace and silver
Their eyes you drew.
Malicious, but lovely
Their guilt you grew.
Tempt me, they cry
Plunging into their hearts.
Now, they call
The temptress,
Your smile so wile.
Their eyes you drew.
Malicious, but lovely
Their guilt you grew.
Tempt me, they cry
Plunging into their hearts.
Now, they call
The temptress,
Your smile so wile.
