roses, Silk & Leather by ShyHeart

I was born, silver spoon in my mouth, my body wrapped in Daddy's wealth
All I ever knew, was the finest clothes, hear they come from, silk worms
Everything is tight, the years have given me all the curves, but tonight!
I feel the leather, this will be, my first bull ride, I will ride, tonight

Oh, yea, I have heard the words, from all that bull before
But, tonight, as my friend said, if you are so tough, ride this bull tonight
All, I see, are men, asking are you allright, hold that leather tight
Now, the gate, is about to release, his hell, against mine

Out we go, no roses or silk, just leather and me against this beast
I see the roof top, I see the saw dust can this be, the end of my ride
Next thing I hear, is a whistle blown and jump off, all that bull

My stiletto heels, land in the saw dust and I raise my hands and heart
To the crowd, as that bull, runs for escape to the gate, he came from
Roses, Silk & Leather, silver spoon in my mouth, listen, if, you like leather
I have rode the bull, If, you lie to me, you will feel my stiletto heels, made of
leather.

mommie2bratsus (65.142.64.211) -- Tuesday, March 1 2005, 11:52 pm

never feed a woman any B.S.
so true babe'..silver spooned or not...no woman wants to be lied to ...it's either love them or leave them as they are......if he is a man he will never go there...he is cautious of the words he chooses..or lose her to the next stud..great lesson to behold..it works both ways...thanx for sharing..

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