GrimmEndings

You're slick in my veins, and Slick on my skin And boy, you move so smooth For a man made out of tin The curving of your lips When they travel down my spine The warm acceptance of your arms And how our fingers intertwine Yes, you're so slick And so eager to please And I'm so young And so easy to tease It's not hard to make me shiver Tracing my skin beneath your thumb Your real art is wrecking me for others; Their soft caresses leave me numb Oh yes, my slick tin man, You got me where it hurt Make me wonder endlessly While I'm lying in the dirt Wonder what it is in you That keeps you seeming sweet Wonder how, if you're so