Those untouched curves
Cradled by the moon
Sung by silent melodies
On a sweet somber night
I trace on it slowly
Making whorls in the void
Humming mindlessly
Smiling in the dark
as the rise and fall of her chest
thrum me to sleep
Jan 17, 2013
Jan 17, 2013 at 8:28 AM UTC
Those untouched curves
Cradled by the moon
Sung by silent melodies
On a sweet somber night
I trace on it slowly
Making whorls in the void
Humming mindlessly
Smiling in the dark
as the rise and fall of her chest
thrum me to sleep