| Hips Like Cinderella When I look at you I see your eyes Hiding nothing Telling no lies. I see your smile Tender lips Longing for them To caress my hips. When I touch you Your tender skin Radiant and warm Lures me in. So if I bury My face in your hair I know that I cannot Help but care. And now I know you Assured the trust The love I give you Not merely lust. Live happy forever That's how it goes Please let's not speak Of Pinocchio's nose. With this Cinderella Prince Charming, please kiss Until we lie together Only you shall I miss. |
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