It’s your rim, completely unaided,
Feeling that warm afterglow
. Lithe limbs that only a dancer possesses,
A heart glowing with passion and fire,
Golden hair that flows and caresses,
Eyes alight with fervent desire;
By the light of sweet candles and embers
Your body calls me, it speaks and commands,
It yearns for my own, it remembers
The homage of lips and of hands.
. I started shaving my head completely bald about 5 years ago and loved the look and the convenience. I tried to imagine Denny’s view
It’s your rim, completely unaided,
Feeling that warm afterglow
. Lithe limbs that only a dancer possesses,
A heart glowing with passion and fire,
Golden hair that flows and caresses,
Eyes alight with fervent desire;
By the light of sweet candles and embers
Your body calls me, it speaks and commands,
It yearns for my own, it remembers
The homage of lips and of hands.
. I started shaving my head completely bald about 5 years ago and loved the look and the convenience. I tried to imagine Denny’s view
It’s your rim, completely unaided,
Feeling that warm afterglow
. Lithe limbs that only a dancer possesses,
A heart glowing with passion and fire,
Golden hair that flows and caresses,
Eyes alight with fervent desire;
By the light of sweet candles and embers
Your body calls me, it speaks and commands,
It yearns for my own, it remembers
The homage of lips and of hands.
. I started shaving my head completely bald about 5 years ago and loved the look and the convenience. I tried to imagine Denny’s view
