Saturday, November 19, 2011

Naughty

There's this song I keep hearing,
And the beat is infectious...
There's no full moon, but baby
I can feel it calling my name.
My skin is on fire and I can feel it
Burning for something
That only you can give me,
And baby, I guarantee it's
Going to be sweet.
Maybe it's the energy
That keeps calling my name,
But it feels just like your fingers
Tracing patterns on my skin
And the thoughts in my head
Are pure sin, but tonight,
It doesn't matter, baby.
The song's on repeat,
And my hips get ahead of me...
And every muscle vibrates,
This dance is something
So natural, so sensual,
So accidental...
And yet so addicting,
And as my hips keep moving
To this beat, undulating,
The energy's calling my name
And all I want to do
Is give in.

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