Trespassing in the dark,
In a place I should have never been,
Soft and sweet,
Awakening desire,
I was happy it was him,
He was wishing for another.
Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 10:23 AM UTC
Trespassing in the dark,
In a place I should have never been,
Soft and sweet,
Awakening desire,
I was happy it was him,
He was wishing for another.
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