Archive | April 2019

The Sinner’s Church

I came here for love – nothing else

Now make my fantasies come right

You been talking me up

Now is time to reveal your cards to me

Are you Acing up the game, babe?

Or are you all talk no show?



My attention is all on you

Be my good-good, be my mistake, be my jackpot

But wherever the wind blows this,

Imma be the show for you – a freaky one

Do you own the exclusive ticket to this?

I’m a kinky kinda person, you like?

You like?



I take my Fridays naughty

I prefer guilty pleasures in the week

Confess all on Sundays

But when I start to daydream

My mind turns straight to you

You ready for this?



Most days, I don’t do hearts and love

Most days I’m all for ships that sail to lost places

But right now, I’m all about making you the king of this palace

You are the kind of trouble I’m willing to sip on

You are my kind of church

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