Spyders and Lust
You say you want me... but you know me not.
You think i’m sweet and delicate
Like i’ve never fought?
Gentle as a razor, supple like a dream.....
I’d let you get close and watch you as I sting.
Its only in my nature, I only want to love
But when your tossed away it makes you think before you jump.
To feel your hands upon my hips, the sweat across your face
I’d love you to death, if you didnt run away!
andreatravis
copyright 10-28-12
Copyright © Andrea Travis | Year Posted 2012
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