Make me writhe under you. Make me begg for release. Slowly destroy my innocence as I whimper primordial love songs in your ear. Would you leave me numb? I want you to leave me speechless. I want to float a top constellations without ever leaving this bed. I want to feel the earth move around the sun, and breathe in syncopation with the universe. I want you to make me feel alive.
May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 1:28 PM UTC
Make me writhe under you. Make me begg for release. Slowly destroy my innocence as I whimper primordial love songs in your ear. Would you leave me numb? I want you to leave me speechless. I want to float a top constellations without ever leaving this bed. I want to feel the earth move around the sun, and breathe in syncopation with the universe. I want you to make me feel alive.
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