just sTone

High heels, neck and shoulder, and the perfume.
Should have been resistant but again,
Falling into the most original weakness,
I’m still helplessly aroused.

Recall the lips, you have told some mercy words,
The me you turned on, finally not only physically but more deeply…
Infatuated on sexual indication instead of your emotion,
But surrender both my body and my soul?

Ridiculous, if I won’t stop the whole package of this,
Never try to separate the burden to which me,
I’ll be the only one have the power to shut it down