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The Book says, "lead me not into temptation",
But you tempt me so.
You slither into my being,
Make me shiver,
Make me moan.
Deliver me, deliver me,
Tempt me to taste that fruit.
You are of mischief, of lust.
Your words, like honey,
Drizzle into my mind.
The best of sins
Are those with a promise
Of passion and pain.
- by la souris aigu |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/25/2010 |
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