Kisses in the Dark
Slight touch of the lips,
scratches down my back.
His hands on my hips,
my mini heart attack.
His fingers are so long and slender,
on my tear-stained face.
His kisses are ever so tender,
and filled with beautiful grace.
Kisses in the Dark
Slight touch of the lips,
scratches down my back.
His hands on my hips,
my mini heart attack.
His fingers are so long and slender,
on my tear-stained face.
His kisses are ever so tender,
and filled with beautiful grace.