Blood red wine fills me with heat.
The thought of you makes my heart beat.
A simple call will bring you here
My body trembles as you draw near.
we touch, we kiss and you want more.
Who pleases whom? who's keeping score?
An empty bottle and you are gone
A half glass toast to the sweet Lavonne.
I think my favorite part about this is you answer the door mostly naked and then pause for a glass of wine before the hot makeouts start. Gotta have your priorities right.
Paprika
SUICIDEGIRL
I'm lost
MAY 09, 2011 10:07 PM