thou say villainess or mistress

I was listening to roller skating tunes. Yes, I am shallow, sir. And though thou may say villainess or mistress, I am content to be who I am. One noon, we were over dull and our hearts we serviced like two thieves there in the kissing place where breaths are both as one and the first of many kisses doubles. He made vows in mine ear. He has such hands and lips and his fortunate nature fed mine eyes oh, nothing was scarce. Our horns locked together with the intensest chutzpah and we well-made our match. We sparked feelings we all ascribe to heaven. I would not tell you I can serve a man that by slow designs men can melt. He swore oaths and dropped half won. Later he paid the sweetest after-debts —he did owe it. . . songs for this: Find Me the Pulse of the Universe by Laetitia Sadier Stormy (Bossa Mix) by S-Tone Inc