Do you know what you desire, she breathed at me.
I do, I said, my breath creating spirits from the whirlwind of my lips over the snowbank.
Tell me, she muttered, her eyes creating criss crossed laser sections of white fluff beneath us.
Never.
Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 2:05 PM UTC
Do you know what you desire, she breathed at me.
I do, I said, my breath creating spirits from the whirlwind of my lips over the snowbank.
Tell me, she muttered, her eyes creating criss crossed laser sections of white fluff beneath us.
Never.
