Osculate

Osculate

Mornings sunlight shine
lips of an angel
Hinder knows nothing of your glory
sacred touch of plush
caress my body
the night was long
now the morning only made better
you stayed like none before
only to kiss my lips with love

Nights moonlight shine
basking us while we perform
tender touching
rough grinding
slight choking, new bruises
fading like night-lights

Mornings sunlight shines
lips of an Angel
a Princess
My Baby girl