the utter despair
of your tasteless lips
smooth
cold as stone across mine
new horizons
bring endless hope
and longing
to feel the warmth of the sun
in your kiss once more
Feb 22, 2013
Feb 22, 2013 at 11:39 PM UTC
the utter despair
of your tasteless lips
smooth
cold as stone across mine
new horizons
bring endless hope
and longing
to feel the warmth of the sun
in your kiss once more
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