Tears in the sheets and clothes on the floor
explosive footprints of the night before
the walls still echo with nostalgic tones
of ******** screams and lustful moans
Now we wade in white linen, flushed and tired
from fulfilling the fantasies of which we desired
Light through the window reveals our bare skin
when our eyes are awakened, we'll start up again
Oct 17, 2012
Oct 17, 2012 at 4:10 PM UTC
Tears in the sheets and clothes on the floor
explosive footprints of the night before
the walls still echo with nostalgic tones
of ******** screams and lustful moans
Now we wade in white linen, flushed and tired
from fulfilling the fantasies of which we desired
Light through the window reveals our bare skin
when our eyes are awakened, we'll start up again