Drunk with my name dripping from your mouth. Fingers curling as gently push me further south. Your secret is mine Safe between my mouth and your waistline. Carving down your spine Clashing like the northwest coastline. Dissolving pieces of you into my shore. This night is my chance to infect your core.
The wind carries voices from the past. Words of ex-lovers thinking they were my last. Foolish - To ever think you could put beauty on display. There is no containing the wilderness we crave.