Blood In The Water Trimeric

Your flower petal lips are carnivorous, ever-ready and always famished; I long to be what will satiate you, leaving you all swollen with desire; Ever-ready and always famished, I’ll lead you to blissful exhaustion; Scorching’s kind of what I’m into; I long to be what will satiate you, as we eagerly satisfy each other; Blood tends to whet an appetite; Leaving you all swollen with desire, careful what you bait with that trap; A fly can also be a bit menacing.