Mar 2014
You’re just rough enough
To make me tremble, and squeal,
And this delights you.
Make me helpless, Take
Everything you want, push me
Facedown, hold me fast.
Desire, raging fire,
Clothes rip, teeth nip, you devour,
Merciless master.
To make me tremble, and squeal,
And this delights you.
Make me helpless, Take
Everything you want, push me
Facedown, hold me fast.
Desire, raging fire,
Clothes rip, teeth nip, you devour,
Merciless master.
Apparently, 'Desire' and 'Fire' can be either two or one syllables, handy!
(London, UK)
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