Poem Hunter
To Be Pleased
TDT The Drunk Tiger ( / )

To Be Pleased

Oh tell me, tell me you want to be pleased.
My body screams for you, to be with you.
How our tongues collide, your sweet taste brings me alive.
Gripping my body, loving the way how I feel inside.
I want you so much more, as I want more and more.

User Rating: 5,0 / 5 ( 1 votes )

Mary Elizabeth Frye

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep

Comments (0)

There is no comment submitted by members.