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Red SIN
Appetite to bite, eat, feed
In ruttish nature , the desire can't be compressed the juices are too flavored
The scent is so nectarous
The lips are so entrapping That flesh is just a magnet immediate force
of Attraction.
The silloutte of her shadow In a red robe
Rose petals under toes
A toast to a red sin
Tongues dance
Until an APOGEE is reached
A red stain leaves white sheets unclean
As the red sin manipulates lips
The appetite is eradicated
No arousal , a stage of befuddlement
Masterbation would have been a better seasoning
But, Deceit it was as red sin wears on the face
2-10-2012 Copyrights of Red Curtain$
In ruttish nature , the desire can't be compressed the juices are too flavored
The scent is so nectarous
The lips are so entrapping That flesh is just a magnet immediate force
of Attraction.
The silloutte of her shadow In a red robe
Rose petals under toes
A toast to a red sin
Tongues dance
Until an APOGEE is reached
A red stain leaves white sheets unclean
As the red sin manipulates lips
The appetite is eradicated
No arousal , a stage of befuddlement
Masterbation would have been a better seasoning
But, Deceit it was as red sin wears on the face
2-10-2012 Copyrights of Red Curtain$
Published 30th Jun 2018
| Edited 11th Aug 2018
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