Ginny Clee

Touch
i want you trembling on the tip of my tongue i want to be the curling smoke in your lungs i’m not going anywhere till we’re done should i take these off or leave them on i want to be the writing on your wall i want you to rearrange my heart and make me crawl i want to touch you always everywhere touch your heart when i’m not there touch away the blue despair your hopes, your dreams, your secret prayer i want to touch Letras de cancionesyou i want some attention from your midnight thighs i want to hear a choir of moans and sighs i want to kiss your baggy morning eyes bend your rules and cross your lines i want to lick the moonlight off your skin i want you to tell me not to stop and let me in i want to feel your fire swallowing me steal your desire wallowing in me i want to take a sip of your sweet energy From Letras Mania