The Woman with the Tattooed Hands(Explicit) - Atmosphere

The Woman with the Tattooed Hands (Explicit) - Atmosphere
I used to know this woman
Who had the most beautiful
Tattoos on the top sides
Of both of her hands
She was forty three years
Old and as far as I know
Had never yet been with a man
It's not that she wasn't
Attractive she was beatiful
But it's the way that she interacted
She was aggressively passive
To the point where she
Would of intimidated any mitt
That ever tried to catch her
On the right hand
She had a tattoo of a nude girl
She claimed it is what
God resembled
But on the left she had a
Mirrored image of the same female
And this one she explained
Looked like the devil
I remember once watching her
Touch her own breasts
How the tattoos smiled as
They stared down her stomach
As if anticipating would
They be allowed to caress
The sweet flower that they
Both seemed to hunger sweet flower
Now maybe I was high
But it felt so right
Heaven and hell both
Take to this womans womb
It didn't make sense
How she could commence
Touching herself with me
Wide awake in the same room
Now if I've learned anything
In my years my years
I learned I no longer believe
In surprise in surprise
But what happened next d**n
Near stole my tears
The tattoos came alive right
In front of my eyes
They both slowly stood up and
Climbed off her hands
And showed me why she never
Took some time with a man
They climbed deep inside of
This woman's garden
She closed her eyes and she
Gently bit her bottom lip
I stepped I left and
I don't regret leaving
And I'll never forget all the things
I saw that evening
A glimpse of religion
A piece of coming closer
To understanding more about
What intrigues me most
I didn't get turned on
I just got turned
I wasn't as aroused as
I was concerned
For each one of 'em I've hurt
And every time I've been burned
I've got a lot to teach but even more to learn
So now I keep my eyes open
Hoping to take in all I can
About woman taking in all she can
And for as long as I breath
I'll save a seat in my memory
For that woman with the tattooed hands
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desires
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desires
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desires
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desires
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants
There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desires