Wicked Hands

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Wicked little hands
Won’t you stay still
Won’t you make me over
Like nothing else will

Won’t you travel
Over my thighs
Won’t you take me
In the night

Wicked little hands
Won’t you be true
Won’t you touch me
Like no one else can do

Just a little touch
Underneath my clothes
Wondering over skin
Doing God only knows

Wicked little hands
If only you weren’t mine
If only you were his
And were his to guide

Wicked little hands
Making me shout
Making me writhe
And making me pout

Desire so wicked
To be joined to him
To be flesh to flesh
And skin to skin

Wicked little hands
Won’t you stay still
Won’t you make me over
Like nothing else will

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