Sometimes...

Sometimes all I ever want is two wet lips sliding over my neck, raising sex bumps all over my skin.
Make love to my collar bone, make love to me with your tongue...don't stop there...don't ever stop...

I am Your Evermy...

be my ever you...

Take a taste of pure bliss on your tongue, through my kinky hair, french my lips that can't french you back.

Why do you make me wait so long...

I am your Evermy...

be my ever you...

Have you ever felt me move beneath you, taking you inside of me so deeply, squeezing you until you moan my name...

say my name, cry out for your Evermy...

be my ever you...

When did we begin this inverse dance, the only dance where the important thing is what you don't see, but what you can feel, inside, inside me, inside your Evermy.

Your in my mouth, I taste myself....how can anyone know who they are until they have done this, tasted themselves on another, show me what it means to be your Evermy...

and please...

please...

please...

be my Ever You!