A peck of his lips filled with sin
my labored breathing
his calloused hands wander my body
exploring every inch of me
He holds my hand
and steals my breath
with a rope he found in the kitchen
Calloused hands wander over my body
as he lay me with his ex lovers
each more beautiful than the next
each more grave than the last
Beware of boys with blue eyes like sapphires dropping in the ocean
Mar 9, 2016
Mar 9, 2016 at 12:03 AM UTC
A peck of his lips filled with sin
my labored breathing
his calloused hands wander my body
exploring every inch of me
He holds my hand
and steals my breath
with a rope he found in the kitchen
Calloused hands wander over my body
as he lay me with his ex lovers
each more beautiful than the next
each more grave than the last
Beware of boys with blue eyes like sapphires dropping in the ocean
