Canvas of lust.

shower

You make my blood boil with anticipation

You feed my hunger with you lips

You draw me so close to your steaming body

I can feel your muscles tense

You know you have me in your snare

I am your canvas, to make with as you wish.

You burn your love into my soul

You make your mark right on my heart

You surrender yourself to me

I know I have you in my snare

You are my canvas, to make with as I wish.

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