*she says she's excited,
more excited than when she read..
i'm still tryna make a prequel, but the script is in my head,
like,
her beauty was that of natures, sacred & amorous..
such a fine, divine, kind.. couldn't be captured by a camera lens..
&my; sole dream was to lay on that land of bliss..
till her hands grip the sheets &she; pounds them like hammer fists.
her taste.
like a heaven-sent, angel scent wine..
laced,
with a hint of forbidden nectar from the fruit of divine..
&save; some for dessert may have been the past deal..
but in this prequel, im digging in like its my last meal,
&her; pronunciation of vowels, is elite..
in fact, she invents a new sound whenever i go deep.
deeper than the ocean, our emotions have no depth.
&like; the sea the aftermath made it seem like we had wept*.
-afj
Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 10:01 AM UTC
*she says she's excited,
more excited than when she read..
i'm still tryna make a prequel, but the script is in my head,
like,
her beauty was that of natures, sacred & amorous..
such a fine, divine, kind.. couldn't be captured by a camera lens..
&my; sole dream was to lay on that land of bliss..
till her hands grip the sheets &she; pounds them like hammer fists.
her taste.
like a heaven-sent, angel scent wine..
laced,
with a hint of forbidden nectar from the fruit of divine..
&save; some for dessert may have been the past deal..
but in this prequel, im digging in like its my last meal,
&her; pronunciation of vowels, is elite..
in fact, she invents a new sound whenever i go deep.
deeper than the ocean, our emotions have no depth.
&like; the sea the aftermath made it seem like we had wept*.
-afj
