She dreamnt of this day and you made it come true
Where alternative is rather transcendence
They say better gifts come in smaller packages
You want pussy, a free one is there for free
Used to think it'd eternally flow forth
Rendezvous in that dark alley
Blow of wintery blizzard on dead hills
Alas, had I loved you any less?
Dreams we dream, things done in dark rooms
This feeling, all I do 4u will never be enough
That sparkle in her eyes that say, please fuck me
I've been told almost all the Bard's sonnets were erotic
Fun things done, gone but not forgettable
Lost loves no more meaningful
