Mar 2019
Like a sculptor
You rub your hands on my skin
Holding all the pieces of me
Moulding my soul with my sin
Shameless,
Seamless art you create
As if,
you
loving me
is
innate
You rub your hands on my skin
Holding all the pieces of me
Moulding my soul with my sin
Shameless,
Seamless art you create
As if,
you
loving me
is
innate
