Nov 2015
Her beautiful, beautiful
Breath.
From her beautiful, beautiful
Mouth.
Onto my desperate, desperate
Skin.
And I'm always, always
Wanting.
More
More
More.
Breath.
From her beautiful, beautiful
Mouth.
Onto my desperate, desperate
Skin.
And I'm always, always
Wanting.
More
More
More.
Sometimes I write things from a different point of view. Is this what he thinks when we're together? I can only imagine.
