every touch was a taunt
your hand behind your back
palm up, touching
touching her hand, her back, her hair
i tried to look away but i couldn't help it
i am drawn to you
like a moth to light
like black & white
there is no grey in what i feel for you
Dec 30, 2019
Dec 30, 2019 at 12:46 AM UTC
every touch was a taunt
your hand behind your back
palm up, touching
touching her hand, her back, her hair
i tried to look away but i couldn't help it
i am drawn to you
like a moth to light
like black & white
there is no grey in what i feel for you
