4:57 am
I find myself wondering about him
The taste of his skin calling to me in the black
His sweet breath on the back of my neck, illuminating my insides
Hands finding each other and weaving unknown sadness together
Jan 28, 2015
Jan 28, 2015 at 10:54 AM UTC
4:57 am
I find myself wondering about him
The taste of his skin calling to me in the black
His sweet breath on the back of my neck, illuminating my insides
Hands finding each other and weaving unknown sadness together
