You might have lips that taste like salmon roses
A voice that sounds like the type of rain lovers snuggle to
A scandalous smile that nudges at the heart
Followed with a laugh so delightful it warms the soul
All perfectly assembled on a statue that commands full attention
Topped with illuminating intellect that melts control freaks as they relinquish the control panel…
A voice that sounds like the type of rain lovers snuggle to
A scandalous smile that nudges at the heart
Followed with a laugh so delightful it warms the soul
All perfectly assembled on a statue that commands full attention
Topped with illuminating intellect that melts control freaks as they relinquish the control panel…
Yet in this dimension, I will never dance for you, sir.
— Cleopatra Shava