Goth Lips

Your Goth Lips That is just how lips open each closing lips happy, lips that called to me and that one time my lips touched your lips tasting of lips deep interviewee sweet cinnamon pink wine their condition where those lips lie to speak and speaking your lips were awakening, when the contact where the blue, black and grey lips brushing those lips that you conformed to condition pleased me who am i thus shaken and your lips make it happen how too me the echo of you when your lips sigh and lips which tremble and blink lip too lip cheek to cheek one and time with the candlelight, your contact echoes through lips tremble of blinking, due to one order, and the candlelight and the lip is shaken, one time one day soft lips conditioned speaking, my name and each lip which passes through you, my lips whom echo, each lip, your lips are true.