
Tango in Paris -
his breath, warm
on my parted lips.
softness of her satin dress
on my inner thigh
That lamb, everywhere...
wintry sidewalk
in New York.
Tango in Paris -
his breath, warm
on my parted lips.
softness of her satin dress
on my inner thigh
That lamb, everywhere...
wintry sidewalk
in New York.
Post a Comment