I curse the night I meet you.
I curse the night my eyes locked deep into your golden/brown skin & crimson red lips.
I curse the drug that draped my mind in lust, in confidence, to merely utter
Hello.
I curse that sentimental longing for the sound of your voice again.
And your subtle approach towards my deviant nature.
Oh.
I curse..
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 2:02 AM UTC
I curse the night I meet you.
I curse the night my eyes locked deep into your golden/brown skin & crimson red lips.
I curse the drug that draped my mind in lust, in confidence, to merely utter
Hello.
I curse that sentimental longing for the sound of your voice again.
And your subtle approach towards my deviant nature.
Oh.
I curse..
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