Six sided shapes decorate your walls
An old piano in your living room
Your bed rest several feet above the ground
I can tell you enjoy your sex
You're paint yourself from head toe
and drape a loose shirt across your breast
A tight squeeze of denim jeans
The clinky janlging of cheap jewelry
You like to sit real close to me
But your eyes fight to make contact
I'll let you steal a few sips of my drink
As I try to relax into my seat
I think you want just a taste of me
You couldn't handle the whole thing
I want to lick you like you're ice cream
You're just as cold, but not as sweet
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