Monday, July 12, 2010

Strictly Fetish

Glittery murders and a highlighted stain of emotion dripping right into your mouth. Pulsating tongue, wanting wanting more. Car like pace and flexible wrists. Bottomless sky and your reaching for much more, sweet nightmares full of it. A purple mark brusing love and your attention span is harder than presidential. Curves cutting at your insides. Squeezing lungs, suffer breathing. Heart beats feel like earthquakes in your shell. Beating you up.. Pour you a glass. Look a little closer. Laugh. Come over here let me kiss you there, you've got a little whisky I'd be happy to take care of for you. Dancing shoes hung in the closet. Lipstick ideas and I could really make you ignite, just right. Keep your mocha fixation on my hips, nylon memories. Twisting this and twisting that. Relax. Don't hurt yourself. Savoury times and epic appeal. Forget the apparl this is strictly fetish. Craving your desires, your desires are what i crave. Boom.

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