Caught up in it..

Seduction,my choice of weapon,soul searching,your mind my destination no time for procrastination,take my time cuz I know you patient.

kisses like Ice cubes send chills down your spine,shh don't talk,don't talk cuz after this I know you gonna have a lot on your mind.

That fire,your burning desire,pipe down she getting louder,never inquired for no choirs,ecstatic your emotions I devour sweet an sour..

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Spoken words of temptation..