Burnt By Kist
Burnt by kist…
The burning kiss sets pants on fire,
Soon over come with heat desire,
No rhyme or reason we perspire,
Just takes one burning kiss,
The eyes do lock, no question there,
A first sweet kiss, we tremble, stare,
At once returned, fascination rare,
A heightened state of bliss,
Hold the phone cos we aint here,
Step up to own, yes you my dear,
Brain disordered, mumbling, queer,
Do you remember this,
Just takes one burning kiss,
Don Johnson
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Don Johnson
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