No Particular
Carol Biazin
No Particular
Perdition, bodies horizontally
How good it is, imagining is surreal
When alone we are hot like the Sun star
Looking for a coastline
Zigzag a magical maze
My tongue on your curves
At every corner it addict me, I love looking for your street
I can swear that I'm yours
In private, articulate me
Hand on the waist, pull, stick
Kiss on the mouth
Take off my blouse
I can swear that I'm yours
In private, articulate me
Hand on the waist, pull, stick
Kiss on the mouth
Take off my blouse
My love tells me the color of the lace panties you're wearing now
But if I keep going a little longer, I'll discover the taste inside and out
Your long-lasting effect, almost miraculous, intoxicates and calms me
Knowing you and having you in my hand
I can swear that I'm yours
In private, articulate me
Hand on the waist, pull, stick
Kiss on the mouth
Take off my blouse
I can swear that I'm yours
In private, articulate me
Hand on the waist, pull, stick
Kiss on the mouth
Take off my blouse