Your lips
run through my skin
Painting portraits
of your feelings,
in shades of red and purple.
How could I desire
sugar coated lies
in my ears
when I can see clearly,
every thought
in your mind
written all over my skin.
Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 10:27 AM UTC
Your lips
run through my skin
Painting portraits
of your feelings,
in shades of red and purple.
How could I desire
sugar coated lies
in my ears
when I can see clearly,
every thought
in your mind
written all over my skin.
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