#lipsticklesbian
No sin lives in us,
hearts palpitating, leaving no concealment, only trust.
Cross lying in my lustful breast.
Have I failed god's test?
Blowing ribbon smoke in your doll face.
The fires of hell are well worth your embrace.
How can they alienate such truest care.
Maybe it shouldn't bother me, but I don't have the guts to dare.
And when I see you with him,
how it makes me sick.
Does he know the nights we shared?
Does he know how lipstick and love filled the air?
I am the head-strong, independant type,
but in your arms, dependancy feels so right.
I run rampant like the wind; wild and free,
but for you a house-wife I would be.
Buckle me down.
Tame my spirit with out a frown.
Hold me in the moonlight and calm my thought in which I drown.
Late at night-
Blowing smoke ribbons in your doll face,
The fires of hell are well worth your embrace.
Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 4:05 AM UTC