Tempt
By Abilene
I can’t tempt his hard-on Because lately our souls have been too weak. But I fixed an angelic hand on his hair To tell him that he’s my only one. Fool me- I’m a fool But I found your magic place. Only because I pretended To be Nancy Drew. It’s sunup and I’m here Wishing you were my coat. Written November 28th, 2001 © on Nov 28 2001 12:31 AM PST 0 • 1
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"I can’t tempt his hard-on..."