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Mm..No Matter What, My Darling, Mmm..No Matter What
Sultry sentiments reaping
Erratic sinsations spiraling into a tornado of passion
The sweeten taste of ecstasy slowly seeping
Shh…soft whimpers of anticipation
Je t'aimerai toujours, dans et hors du temps
Anchoring in the haloed silken passage of my divinity
Taste my yearn, surrendering my Sacred Chakra unto the three Heavens
Tears stains where inks stains have tattooed my heart
Escape in the cradle of my mind
Fading into the pigmentation of my fervent skin
It’s carnal feast of pleasure I do indulge
Falling prey under the masterful calling
Body trembling, with an overshadowed need
Mysticism of its trance from its heightened greed
Head thrown back surrendering me, taking me, enthralling, seducing my existence
Chained to his voice
Imprisoned, ecstasy bottled deep within my soul
Begging to the celestial of my mind
Mmm... the temple of my soul he commands every beat
Silent pleads of forevermore tattooed upon the silhouette of my soul
My feet encased in his mental quicksand,
Sinking, thriving, soaring in the cocoon of his care
Woo me, my love, that pulsate is felt
Upon the chest of your nightly armor the softness of my spirit lays
Erratic sinsations spiraling into a tornado of passion
The sweeten taste of ecstasy slowly seeping
Shh…soft whimpers of anticipation
Je t'aimerai toujours, dans et hors du temps
Anchoring in the haloed silken passage of my divinity
Taste my yearn, surrendering my Sacred Chakra unto the three Heavens
Tears stains where inks stains have tattooed my heart
Escape in the cradle of my mind
Fading into the pigmentation of my fervent skin
It’s carnal feast of pleasure I do indulge
Falling prey under the masterful calling
Body trembling, with an overshadowed need
Mysticism of its trance from its heightened greed
Head thrown back surrendering me, taking me, enthralling, seducing my existence
Chained to his voice
Imprisoned, ecstasy bottled deep within my soul
Begging to the celestial of my mind
Mmm... the temple of my soul he commands every beat
Silent pleads of forevermore tattooed upon the silhouette of my soul
My feet encased in his mental quicksand,
Sinking, thriving, soaring in the cocoon of his care
Woo me, my love, that pulsate is felt
Upon the chest of your nightly armor the softness of my spirit lays
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