With slipknot slack
And darkened silk,
My breathing sets to skip.
With lust for love
And versa drags,
A swelling waits for lips.
I feel you only.
The tease, the tight.
With tick tocks set to drip.
I struggle bound
The pleads, the fight.
Your flower's handled slip.
Sep 4, 2010
Sep 4, 2010 at 1:44 AM UTC
With slipknot slack
And darkened silk,
My breathing sets to skip.
With lust for love
And versa drags,
A swelling waits for lips.
I feel you only.
The tease, the tight.
With tick tocks set to drip.
I struggle bound
The pleads, the fight.
Your flower's handled slip.
