Lip Gloss O’Clock

I set fire to your senses,

taking you inside my arms,

getting inside your head,

it’s lip gloss o’clock,

you can’t stop shaking,

as I satisfy each itch,

across every inch of your greyscale soul,

that is swimming in new shades,

burning brighter every second,

as I sink into your subconscious,

living in your lust,

coming alive for you,

on your loneliest nights.

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