This beautiful lady,
She continues to sip from the occasion;
Those soft lips pressed against his persuasion.
The sweet taste of poison sedated her mind and
Burned his soul.
This beautiful lady,
She continues to sip from the occasion;
Those soft lips pressed against his persuasion.
The sweet taste of poison sedated her mind and
Burned his soul.
I really like the line, “…sip from the occasion.”