a trail of
kisses starting
north on
your eyelids
down your
sullen face
with empty
breaths that
trace my
collarbones
you beg me
to travel
south with
rushed hands
and quick lips
yet i don't
want to rush,
my love
let me
trace my
hands down
the source
of your quivers
let me ****
in the warm
chopped air
you release
allow me
every pleasure
to cherish
the sweetness
of your
pink lips
unleash your
asteroid words
your infinite
galaxies of
nail scratches
in this moment
let me feel
the planets
within you
implode
let me be
the reason,
the epicentre of
your uncontrollable
tremors
release your
stars on me
make a
constellation
in your mind
of the times
i shook
your universe
Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 2:48 AM UTC
a trail of
kisses starting
north on
your eyelids
down your
sullen face
with empty
breaths that
trace my
collarbones
you beg me
to travel
south with
rushed hands
and quick lips
yet i don't
want to rush,
my love
let me
trace my
hands down
the source
of your quivers
let me ****
in the warm
chopped air
you release
allow me
every pleasure
to cherish
the sweetness
of your
pink lips
unleash your
asteroid words
your infinite
galaxies of
nail scratches
in this moment
let me feel
the planets
within you
implode
let me be
the reason,
the epicentre of
your uncontrollable
tremors
release your
stars on me
make a
constellation
in your mind
of the times
i shook
your universe
