Insatiable
Let me burn in this paradise,
Fill my chest with butterflies…
A fate with no restrict
Thrills of rapture and perplexities in a mix
Whisper those sweet sultry rasps
With that smile I love so much
Subtle savor of your lips to your fingertips,
Give me something I don’t wanna miss.
Baby you don't need to ask,
For you I'll lay down this mask.
Make me vulnerable in this yellow light,
After a dark fiery fight.
Copyright © Scarlet Zaire | Year Posted 2016
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