2 June 2012
You're with Casanova now.
His words, a sweet poison on your lips.
You're with Casanova now.
His hands, dangerously low on your hips.
You're with Casanova now.
But please, don't lose your pretty little head.
Because even though you're with Casanova now...
He might just want you dead.
Casanova • Opuss № I