My mouth went dry
And my breath grew deep
My heart commenced to pound
My eyes began to weep.
Such beauty to me,
Never had occurred
I want every word.
I want my mouth upon yours
I want to speak of sin
I want to hold my mouth
Against your skin.
Well done Grant, I read “Lost Souls” verse, and understand your inspiration. And I’ll be dreaming of satin lips tonight…
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