How many times will she ask me to
dance
Hair as white as arctic snow
Hands like daggers with black nails
Skin as dark as ebony
and ohhh her shape
A figure born of moonbeams
from the darkest pit of hell
Lips like stagnant blood
Black dress showing cleavage
split to her cunt
I can just imagine that pudenda
it would eat me like a wolf
I have danced with her more times
than I can count
Nails dug into me
to
lie in her arms forever
She is taller and stronger than me
She keeps walking away
laughing at me
She haunts me
To just lay in her arms
forever
but she just keeps teasing me...
