She was upbeat despite overcast skies
She had something dangerously sexy on her mind
stated by the gleam in her eyes
Her kiss was bliss
or hypnotic, I guess
Cause I fell into her room
The lights went out and another voice whispered,
"Welcome to your doom"
I woke to handcuffs and stuff
Our wrists were latched
and she screamed in a very high pitch
"Succumb to my feminine wiles"
I thought,
"The girl must be a witch"
Leather, lace and another face
The bed was simply on fire
In a trance my soul was hitched
as she
screamed,
"You've gotta take me higher"
When I came down
She wasn't around
Gone
On her merry little way
On her merry little way
She left a note that spoke
about our night
and thanked me
for helping her
celebrate
for helping her
celebrate
Prince day
T.C
Iam Tim Clark All rights reserved c 2017
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