we are still soul lovers,
lovers down to the core.
Everytime im near you we end up wanting more
pushin you to the wall
kissing you with sexual intensions
the next thing we hear
is the bed rocking with a vengance
slapping of skin
you know whats happening
thats the bed colasping
we roll with laughter
never missing a beat
got your legs in the air
sucking on your feet
biting on your calf
not hard but a little tender
ready to jump down to
that creamy center.
written by sterling carroll
