You've got nowhere to go but up. To where you'll dine with foreign kings. You can't forget about our tryst. And all those other fleeting things. And will they train you like a dog?. And will
You've got nowhere to go but up. To where you'll dine with foreign kings. You can't forget about our tryst. And all those other fleeting things. And will they train you like a dog?. And will
least we both were lying. When we said that we were clear. . Our syphilitic kisses. Sealed the secret of our tryst. You gave me scrotal pustules. With a quick flick of your wrist. Your
means just a kiss. Do I long for a lover, to low on my list?. So I opted instead for a drunken night tryst. Again, and again. And again, and again, and again,. And again, and again, and again. Morning ***
only in my mind?. One slip and falling back into the hedge maze. Oh, what a way to die. I keep recalling things we never did. Messy top lip kiss. How I long for our tryst. Without ever touching his skin
