Nipples Ring...
Headless in the motion of sheetsContinuous figure in rhyme & beats
Flowing over and over my skin
As I dream and awake in the wind
Soft your touch in the whisper around
Loving my mind is a endless sound…
Ghostly figure in my dreams again
Kissing nipples in smoke filled rings
The sound of a wet and tender tongue
Washes my body and I desire to come…
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