Sweet Poisons
You whisper into my ear,
Sweet nothings that me go weak.
Then you look into my eyes,
With your mysterious gaze,
Causing you to touch my skin,
To feel the burning of our flames.
Caressing my body with a real love,
Then you kiss me with wet, rough lips...
As I feel your eager lips, our starving tongues indulging in their own lust.
Feeling your intoxicating poison...
Boiling through your blood,
Through your soul...
Your intoxicating poison...
Sweet nothings that make me go weak...
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