Sep 2012
Mind hijacked,
body stolen
by your touch on my hips,
on my lips,
bruised and swollen.
Searching for secrets
in the swell of my thigh
on these twisted damp sheets
in this room where we lie.
body stolen
by your touch on my hips,
on my lips,
bruised and swollen.
Searching for secrets
in the swell of my thigh
on these twisted damp sheets
in this room where we lie.
