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in innocence I shy, curious to your touch, I come
caress my blush and make me sigh
as I enter into an understanding of us
I don't long to change your style
you make me smile just the way you are
ravish the woman of the night
perhaps with fleeting thoughts of me and you
I feel you, you know, deep in my hollows
caressing my pneuma, fucking my soul
penetrating my darkness, yes, I feel you there
within my internal storm you know me
the different personalities I employ to seduce you
and the ones that just don't give a fuck
they feel your desire and answer your call
sometimes you want nothing more than to talk
my innocence answers you she is very curious
hello, Mister what makes you tick?
I lust your passion's into a frenzy
you taste my nakedness and growl through gritted teeth
bring me the harlot in you, I have need
so I undress slowly before your glare
giggling a little because I know you're going to make me weep
fear touches my belly but I can't help myself and laugh
a hard glint in your eyes warns me not to
that's when you lock horns with Crimsin
she will cut you with her tongue
a sharp intellect with a psychic touch
she dips into your soul
and her demons touch you where it hurts most
she is tantalizing, she is me
I want to touch you tenderly in the rain
meet the gentle woman I am, please
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