Life of Love

She was an Italian woman
With the heart of sin
Always walking the streets
With the eyes of wandering men
Killing their souls deeply
But not cutting to deep
The looks of a goddess
She bare to keep
Lips of and angel
You would swear she could fly
In some men’s hearts that they couldn’t deny
When she walked by
Her life was love
Love was her life
Always making sure
She picked wrong not right
A beautiful heart of sin
That’s what she kept
But she dominated in making a man heart melt

Life of Love

toine

Joined December 2008

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