Corrupt .... Compition
You take me in your arms
OH I adore
I turn to you for more
A wild streak in this woman
Butter would not melt is the saying
Just to tempt you
A simple tease for your midnight feast
Seize me
Please me
Lay beneath me
Fondle with no control
Ravish my soul
In burn my unruled flesh upon your chest
Be tempted under no conspiracy
Just corrupt me.....
Copyright © Sarah Hales | Year Posted 2010
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