Come close to me.
Let our skins become one in the same.
Fill my curves with yours.
A four-legged creature made of love and heat.
Dress me in your sweat.
When you breathe soft words into my mouth I will become putty in your hand and when I place my fingers on you throat, you will do the same.
When it's you and I in a dim room, new universes are created.
Oct 5, 2019
Oct 5, 2019 at 3:32 PM UTC
Come close to me.
Let our skins become one in the same.
Fill my curves with yours.
A four-legged creature made of love and heat.
Dress me in your sweat.
When you breathe soft words into my mouth I will become putty in your hand and when I place my fingers on you throat, you will do the same.
When it's you and I in a dim room, new universes are created.
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