Friday, July 31, 2009

Sexy girl of my time

With pitch black eyes like mine

Sometimes honey like your lips

Puff puff lips of my perdition

Sweet addictive breath of yours

That I drank to forget

And the flicker of your eyelashes

Whipping away all my hold backs

Lovely lovely back like river

Carved on white marble

Began with black waves silky soft

Ending with a fall I threw myself not enough times

To know your map with my lips

Your tingles drove mad my beat

Mine, his, our girl

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