
A tongue that’s out in the night
passed by my knees by second sight
my body quaked with carnal delight
her lips take flight, her lips take flight
Dark lover waited by the grave
within the wind her hair would wave
The primal thought she did crave
her tongue would wave, her tongue would wave
Beneath the moonlight we would prance
held forever within the trance
with this sin she would take a chance
her tongue would dance, her tongue would dance
Great mystery as you can see
her wagging tongue beneath the tree
thrusting deep in the mouth of me
her tongue is free, her tongue is free














and much love~ Desire~*~

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