

In a daze I look up at you My eyes are half closed, it's hazy and blurry All I'm wearing is a grin I'm tipsy, I've been sipping on gin I'm craving the ripping of soft silk The tearing of a beautifully wrapped gift πΏππΈ (This is the start of an erotic poem I am working on! It'll be up on my blog sometime when I am able to finish it-- which is always the hardest part!)