Tell me, the essence, the process,
Sour and bitter.
Do you know, how much I thirst for her?
Touch me there. Touch me there.
Calling them “distant bells”
Even if in between is a deep black.
One of my teeth is sharp.
Prepare to put your heart into it.
Just like two scissors.
I will even stutter like this.
Let me come too.
It went in deep.
There is not one strand of hair,
You shift and sigh when you sleep.
And lightly bite the shoulder.
did she climax.
You ask if she cried?
After that, abandon you.
Why caress my breasts?
And insert my penis into her.
penetrate your inner most thoughts
This is my method of making things become beautiful.
condenses as a dew drop
most treasured possession
Its not your eyes, hands, or ass.
Sweet with a nice scent.
Her feelings were locked, deep away.
So soft, so warm..
and as tight as a drum.
so beautiful like a jewel.
I pulled on her hair
seeing the deeper meaning
is swollen from the pain.
Everyone absorbs every story differently.
Sunlight causes books to fade.
crimson blood dripping down.
the steps you take are all the same.
Give me a cigarette, it will help me remember.
when she was sane.
with someone dead on the inside.
On the sea, boats pass by each other all the time
No matter how beautiful the words are
If you don’t want to make love
Son of a bitch.
Because she is as cold as ice.
I don’t have a drop of pity.
5 will make you completely pass out.
Two to put inside of the Lady.
Occasionally, on dark nights
She once was a naive little girl, but now she has guts.
had blossomed twice.
This is a high concentration of opium.
You do love him.
Coming and going.