K E L U X
TURN ME ON
I like the way you run your fingers through my hair
The taste of your watermelon lipstick
I like the way you guide my hand across your thigh
Our scents combined of sweats
Turn you on
Soft knocks on
The bedroom door
Until you come inside
Her hands caress
Up-down my chest
Forget our X
Don’t be too loud
You turn me on
You turn me on
You turn me on
You tell me
I never imagined this would be how things would be
Something more than a kiss behind the scoreboard
You feared I’d do the things deep down you’re likely to
It’s wrong
So very wrong
But still turns me on
Hips lock
Fall on the bed
Pin your legs behind your
Head down
Tongue out
Sweet sticky mess
Around my mouth
You turn me on
You turn me on
You turn me on
You turn me
Wrong
I turn you wrong
You turn you wrong
I turned me wrong
You turn me wrong
I turn you wrong
You turn you wrong
I turned me wrong