Well the call seems too sweet

Hungering for more than just a treat

With soft libidinous desires
Caught in the wicked briars

Twinning vines of lustful thoughts, ravenous needs.

Full bloom of salacious perfume spilling about

Let me show you each lovely petal as they open
Let me show you passions flowers in the garden of sensuality


Sweet Desires
Sasha

I'll be in Wichita only for tomorrow