you are pressed
again
on your favorite
surface
she's got
your sweat
on her skin
and your
promises
on her tongue
It's not you-
it's her
I wanna kiss
and bite
till
she bleeds
your
words
that won't
deliver
and
your
scent
that
stings
and
lingers...
they were
once mine
but there's no way
I can deny-
they taste
better
on
her
Apr 9, 2010
Apr 9, 2010 at 10:09 PM UTC
you are pressed
again
on your favorite
surface
she's got
your sweat
on her skin
and your
promises
on her tongue
It's not you-
it's her
I wanna kiss
and bite
till
she bleeds
your
words
that won't
deliver
and
your
scent
that
stings
and
lingers...
they were
once mine
but there's no way
I can deny-
they taste
better
on
her