Walking in a room or strutting down the street
Inside a tunnel of ignorance she steps or takes a seat
She feels the hungry glances devouring her soul
Pray that the gist of her laugh remains whole
Follow those hands running along the thin hair
Blushing as the gesture burns down in a flare
(Women are to be conquered
And you can take her with a gentle smile
She will drop all her defences
On her knees to please your diguise.)
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 9:33 AM UTC
Walking in a room or strutting down the street
Inside a tunnel of ignorance she steps or takes a seat
She feels the hungry glances devouring her soul
Pray that the gist of her laugh remains whole
Follow those hands running along the thin hair
Blushing as the gesture burns down in a flare
(Women are to be conquered
And you can take her with a gentle smile
She will drop all her defences
On her knees to please your diguise.)
