wicked love

firstly I love them wet
drenched
My sweet floats on the river bank

Secondly I love them hot
I bake on the Mary j
And you face bakes on the oven plate
bounded hands
And I'm drilling your back  

No one can stop these scripts on the walls
That only I can see
The hidden erotic thoughts of the past
Forcing me to play the part

Thirdly
I must love them possessed
Gone on morphine, envied state
Mind opens heavens gates early
You would look perfact  
In a wedding dress
Watching the moonlight
And my angel going down on me
off the ledge
Into on coming traffic