Can there be anything redder than her lips?
Is there anything colder?
Anything sweeter?
Softer?
Qui e t e r . . .
Can there be anything sweeter than her heart?
Is there anything redder?
Anything colder?
Quieter?
"Sof t e r . . .*
Such a face
With a tounge that can so easily
Put you in your place
With a collar of velvet
That tickles the skin
And a sweet
Soft
Cold
Red
Quiet heart
That has so much to give
And is without sin
Apr 11, 2013
Apr 11, 2013 at 11:33 PM UTC
Can there be anything redder than her lips?
Is there anything colder?
Anything sweeter?
Softer?
Qui e t e r . . .
Can there be anything sweeter than her heart?
Is there anything redder?
Anything colder?
Quieter?
"Sof t e r . . .*
Such a face
With a tounge that can so easily
Put you in your place
With a collar of velvet
That tickles the skin
And a sweet
Soft
Cold
Red
Quiet heart
That has so much to give
And is without sin
