troubleluvsme
giddyup
Keep this poem with the shirt trouble (think of Moz as you read it):
What if I were to taste you, pour liquor from my mouth in your lips
Would you let me pull you to me, savor the closeness, your breath against my fingertips
Can I take your tongue and suck the sweetness and the burn of the alcohol that resides there
Ease myself down comfortably straddle you in a chair
Will the movement of my lips across your neck and whispering in your ear
Lovingly stroking your face with my soft cheek and taking away all your secret fears
Pressed thighs, I look into your eyes Licking my lips
Your arms around me encircling my narrow hips
A shot I feed you a nice burning taste followed by my playful kiss
Sucking the liquid from my mouth, lips conjoined tight in a twist
My hands on your face, my hair covering our delicious endeavour
Hot liquid racing in my stomach and I'm feeling really excited I want to make you mine forever
I want to pour this entire bottle of alcohol all over your body and use my lips to savor all its glory
The licking and sucking that would just be the beginning of a beautiful story.....
Now THAT is frinky.
I'm not sure if I should be laughing or taking notes.
Seriously! That's what I was thinking.