It was a summer ago that I looked in your eyes
And found it content filled and lust soaked
You dripped of wickedness but reeked of butterflies.
Like the summer breeze I inhaled you
And in the swimming pool I dived
Feeling light in the colour blue
It was around us and something that painted the skies
Unlike your eyes it is within mine
And the distance between the two pairs was shorter than miles.
The weather got weird, walking in with a scent of yew
It had started to pour
Even before I dripped myself in the red you'd drew.
Then I kept wondering, what if one of us dies?
Would you **** me? Because I'd sure like to make you mine.
My 1st ****
Because I know you know it must be cruel to love someone who let's you break them twice.
~AllTheLovePS
Dec 7, 2019
Dec 7, 2019 at 4:56 PM UTC
It was a summer ago that I looked in your eyes
And found it content filled and lust soaked
You dripped of wickedness but reeked of butterflies.
Like the summer breeze I inhaled you
And in the swimming pool I dived
Feeling light in the colour blue
It was around us and something that painted the skies
Unlike your eyes it is within mine
And the distance between the two pairs was shorter than miles.
The weather got weird, walking in with a scent of yew
It had started to pour
Even before I dripped myself in the red you'd drew.
Then I kept wondering, what if one of us dies?
Would you **** me? Because I'd sure like to make you mine.
My 1st ****
Because I know you know it must be cruel to love someone who let's you break them twice.
~AllTheLovePS
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