Apr 2016
The way I felt after every touch,
So diligent so out of control
The inner demon reaching out of me
but her soul cleans me,
love she calls it .
So diligent so out of control
The inner demon reaching out of me
but her soul cleans me,
love she calls it .
This poem is not meant to be understood by everyone, but if you do understand it. I hope you like it :)
