My First...
Lips of Roses
Caress candy coated
Strawberries.
As tongues tickle,
As they grapple;
For the upper hand
In this sweet battle.
My hand are busy,
Oh so busy
Popping your bubble.
And getting inside.
So let your thoughts go
And wrain in your feelings.
Lets step onto this ride,
Together.
Copyright © Sienna Muniz | Year Posted 2010
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