Hot smoke blowing Through the room You said That it would arouse me But it's your eyes That bring me to ecstasy And dreams of you I tasted your hot thighs Dripping with lies of you I wanted to hold you And know you Until there was nothing left To take you away from me But I was too late for that Too late to save myself And I find me Early morning Lying here with you Lost beside me One claw Stuck in my leg Your lipstick on my teeth And one of my hands Chained to your foot I am satiated Though strangely empty Full of passions fulfilled Before created Knowing that I must force myself Away from you Brush my hair And meet him for breakfast Hoping he will not notice I know that he will Excuse the lipstick But your chains So carefully you wrapped Around my heart Will be hard To explain away
Reason for writing:
the most amazing night of my life
Birth sign: Aquarius
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