So male, so clean, so unpure...
My mind misses you. The feel of your skin against mine, your lips on my thighs. Your hands...mine.
So male, so clean, so untrue...
Guilty pleasures, scented treasures. My heart beats for you. In sync with your rythm.
Slipping and sliding. Gently swaying. Carried away by the sound of your voice.
Rushing, groping... Why are we fumbling? How can this be true and leave me so blue.
So male, so clean, so you...
How i'll miss the weight of you. I will continue to carry you because your touch spoke of us.
How you appealed to the deepest part of me? Will i ever know more than you?
Guilty pleasures, scented treasures. Without us, my soul remembers you.
