In your ear soft moans like music
My body the instrument of your choice
Tenderly played by your callus fingertips
A crescendo of lust fills the air
Petite mort silences us
Till whispers of longing for more
Break the silence
In your ear soft moans like music
My body the instrument of your choice
Tenderly played by your callus fingertips
A crescendo of lust fills the air
Petite mort silences us
Till whispers of longing for more
Break the silence
