Shhhh be still my love
I am pure, awaiting your tattoo
Given wings to find you from above
Let me show you our rendezvous
.
Inject me with your ink
I will transform into your slave
No time to rethink
Let those lips begin to engrave
.
My body will surrender
Become yours to possess
Do not return to sender
Take me, no sins will I confess
.
Sacrifice my body, my soul
It is my passion to please
Undress me from this patrol
Not loving you is the disease
.
Bound me to your flesh
I will become your skin
A soft smooth caress
To the shape of my mandolin
.
No time to rest
Our bodies will stir
Play my strings to a crest
Feel me take over
.
~ADayDreamWriter
*photo found on FB “unforbidden fruit”
OMFGAWD!!! YES…YES…YES!!!!!🔥🔥🔥
Thank you Miss. 😘
“Not loving you is the disease”. No truer words… 🖤
A sickness for sure.