My day falls heavier than your night.
I'm sinking below your heated limbs,
You kiss my breast and suckle on my lips,
But I'm craving and begging for the opportunity
of your eyes gazing at mine.
I am masked in dark lights and bright nights
Am I interesting yet?
Dec 25, 2011
Dec 25, 2011 at 11:52 AM UTC
My day falls heavier than your night.
I'm sinking below your heated limbs,
You kiss my breast and suckle on my lips,
But I'm craving and begging for the opportunity
of your eyes gazing at mine.
I am masked in dark lights and bright nights
Am I interesting yet?
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