Your kisses fall upon my lips like
Wind fluctuating against grass blades,
Changing in intensity as a response to the
Affected's desire to fade.
Firm when I want to cease life
And gentle like water when joy inhabits me,
Because you understand what exactly
It is that I need.
Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 11:10 PM UTC
Your kisses fall upon my lips like
Wind fluctuating against grass blades,
Changing in intensity as a response to the
Affected's desire to fade.
Firm when I want to cease life
And gentle like water when joy inhabits me,
Because you understand what exactly
It is that I need.
