Your breath is my smoke
Smoke that penetrates with relief that lingers
Your kisses are my alcohol
As each kiss covers my lips with the taste of your desire,
I crave for more
Your touch is the drug in me
With gentle hands that explores my vulnerabilities,
Your passion that allows my spirit to break free,
And your sweetest sin that takes my sanity
They say you're my bad habit,
That I should quit you.
Oh how I Wish I Knew How to Quit You.
recently watched Brokeback Mountain.
that line crushed me. -_- :(