Souled Aragon

11

❝ d o l l a r ❞
by: caelīna aesthète

friday night and I'm playing sexily
biting my lips and shaking my booty
sinful dress and killer heels
thousands and thousands of bills

everything was a blur to me
shots of vodka and not tea
i know I'm not just tipsy
but i don't regret going to the party

its when party's peak at the poolside
you walked through the crowd all right
with a whiskey in your right hand
you're intimating gorgeous so fine

your pitch-black pair of eyes met mine
my breathing hitched as your lips twitched
all i could think of is you being mine
just this time, i feel like being bitch

moans and groans all over the room
as your tongue on my skin, roamed
biting and nipping, sucking and kissing
i didn't thought heaven was a bit tiring

sweats dripping down to our body
thick waves of pleasure came from me
then shame came gushing through
i just hope its not as wrong as it looks

sun rose so as my guilt and pity
not for you but all for me
i didn't even know your name
just when i thought you know mine

life is a stream of closed doors
i chose mine so you'd choose yours
it just opens and you shall follow
dollars for me and i know it shows