May 2016
When we last parted
Your lips were warm
And sweet with longing.
And now I lay in bed, over
Filled with intense wanting
For your sweetness.
And every passing second
I miss you more.
Your lips were warm
And sweet with longing.
And now I lay in bed, over
Filled with intense wanting
For your sweetness.
And every passing second
I miss you more.
