I have been high off of "Mary Jane"
But nothing compared to the high
That comes when his hands firmly
Grasp my wrists and places them
Above my head as he leaves a trail of
Soft kisses down my torso
This is the type of high that comes once in a life time
A high that keeps the world turning
And this fire inside me constantly burning.
Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 6:36 PM UTC
I have been high off of "Mary Jane"
But nothing compared to the high
That comes when his hands firmly
Grasp my wrists and places them
Above my head as he leaves a trail of
Soft kisses down my torso
This is the type of high that comes once in a life time
A high that keeps the world turning
And this fire inside me constantly burning.
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