Saturday, September 23, 2023

A Tiger in Her Hips

Let me tell you man she’s got a tiger in her hips,
She’s got fire in her fingertips,
And I can’t wait to kiss her lips again.

She’s devoured by her desire to devour me,
As I her, every time I see
The sparkle in her sea green eyes.

And when we are united in the burning fire
Of our love, consumed by our desire,
We feel no fear as we soar ever higher, never

Dreaming of landing, ever clinging tightly
To each other and knowing, rightly,
That we’ll find each other nightly, evermore.

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