There is something about your smile that makes me want to part your lips
And discover the touch of your fingertips as they carve your name into my back
To feel the warmth of your breath as your teeth release the blood within my neck
Revealing the hidden lust and rage of my pulse
Letting both tounges and limbs tangle and twist
Along the secrets locked beneath the colors of hushed closed eyes
To give you my flesh and bone and time
To grind away
To pave the sky
To paint the stars
To have my heart and life explode
And scatter across the dark haunted sky
Below the slight part of your lips
As the moon reflects
The mystery and beauty
Of your smile
Oct 27, 2016
Oct 27, 2016 at 6:25 PM UTC
There is something about your smile that makes me want to part your lips
And discover the touch of your fingertips as they carve your name into my back
To feel the warmth of your breath as your teeth release the blood within my neck
Revealing the hidden lust and rage of my pulse
Letting both tounges and limbs tangle and twist
Along the secrets locked beneath the colors of hushed closed eyes
To give you my flesh and bone and time
To grind away
To pave the sky
To paint the stars
To have my heart and life explode
And scatter across the dark haunted sky
Below the slight part of your lips
As the moon reflects
The mystery and beauty
Of your smile
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