he said I felt like Heaven
I guess that was the reason why he kissed me like he was searching for God
As if my neck and lips were some gateway to a divine world
you said the warmth of my hands on your ice-cold skin made you see things not of this world
was it that why you grabbed my hips like it was the key to your salvation?
my body is a holy temple but my thighs can't rescue you
Don't mistake it for the Lord
because if I can't save my own soul, how can I save yours?
k.h.
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 8:33 PM UTC
he said I felt like Heaven
I guess that was the reason why he kissed me like he was searching for God
As if my neck and lips were some gateway to a divine world
you said the warmth of my hands on your ice-cold skin made you see things not of this world
was it that why you grabbed my hips like it was the key to your salvation?
my body is a holy temple but my thighs can't rescue you
Don't mistake it for the Lord
because if I can't save my own soul, how can I save yours?
k.h.
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