THE WEST WIND MOVES MY HUNGRY HEART.

listen to the story that my lips gently will tell you. have patients. you are not the only one trying to make sweet sweet love. i'm scared. that's a fact and i know you are aware of it. it's a jealious world out there, but please don't mind. don't they love to see you down? think twice when you hear my lips pronouncing the words you have been longing for. i want to be with you. i like your heat mister. gentle lips. like a rainbow 'round my heart.




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