It began in the hallway
Lips gingerly moving to the tastes of bottles.
It started light.
You had those same Atlantic eyes that would rage hurricanes in my memories
I could do this for centuries.
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 12:45 AM UTC
It began in the hallway
Lips gingerly moving to the tastes of bottles.
It started light.
You had those same Atlantic eyes that would rage hurricanes in my memories
I could do this for centuries.
