Dangerous Woman, Part II

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Walls of silk and lace

Some satin draped over

Chipped wood, the sheets

Like clover spread on the


Floor, my mini black dress

Your white shirt intertwine

Your lips taste of the most

Sweet wine, my claws carve


Scars into your back, I give

Into my craving, electric guitars

A choir crying out a slow melody

We're skin to skin, don't you stop


Now, kiss and bite as much as you

Want, I'll sing chords of pleasure

From every string you pull and strum

My body's your instrument, riding wave


After wave, floating in the clouds, the

Butterflies in my stomach tell me you're

Mine. 


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