She was a trigger of delight
crimson lips curled like embers
smoking in the night
And how he did enjoy
turning the switch
from off to on
night to night beneath the silver moon.
For them it was eternally full
round and hanging like a pregnant wolf.
She's howl and he'd yelp
her nails dug deep and she'd drink.
Oh yes
she was his trigger with
those curled like embers
crimson stained lips
pressed to places
secret bliss.
crimson lips curled like embers
smoking in the night
And how he did enjoy
turning the switch
from off to on
night to night beneath the silver moon.
For them it was eternally full
round and hanging like a pregnant wolf.
She's howl and he'd yelp
her nails dug deep and she'd drink.
Oh yes
she was his trigger with
those curled like embers
crimson stained lips
pressed to places
secret bliss.


