This is so messed up...
And here I am
Hip to hip, face to face with you
My tongue wrestling yours
Our hands wandering all over
Isn't this so fun?
That muscle- your muscle down there-
It's pressing against me
Oh, this is some sort of art and I'm so impressed
By the way you contain yourself,
Stop yourself from triggering
So this passion lasts longer, much longer
We'll keep going, going, ceasing naught
This candle won't burn out
The fire won't be extinguished
That angelic face of yours, you wonderful thing
You've fallen from heaven to fulfill my needs
So that way, I don't have to be like them
Pairing like two graceful doves, just to be left again
Constanly being put in a cage
how bad was it? -12?