Ebone' Ingram - ^^^^^^^aRSON^^^^^^^

You know the drill...if it sux...tell me so.

It starts blazing at my feet
and moves up my body
as your fiery hands squeeze my waist.
I feel a heat wave
as your lips like nitro kiss my neck.
Baby, you should know:
my heart is volatile
and my mind goes to Hell
every time we ring that alarm.
By now, I know
that each time you come around
WE'RE GONNA START A FIRE.

Ebone' Ingram

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