Bleed for me my love,
Let me taste what dreams are made of.
Let me lick my sins from your lips,
With each movement of our thrusting hips.
Make me feel the world spin,
As I drag my nails across your skin.
For I have been deep inside,
The place where all your secrets hide.
I share your deepest desire,
A love the burns as hot as fire.
Each sweet drop is liquid love,
Baby taste what dreams are made of.
As I shove you down between my thighs,
And watch you with hungry eyes.
Bless me with your loving stare,
As I writhe and moan and pull your hair.
I feel you now so deep inside,
We've no more secrets left to hide.
Our love has grown beyond desire,
Standing strong against trial by fire.
Bleed with me my love,
For this is what dreams are made of.
-Angelic Descent
