Your words trap me in my own body
Your breath on my neck leaves me aching
Your voice when you wake up is croaky
Your hands on my body are bracing
The skin on your chest is like fire
Your arms round my neck is restraining
Your lips on mine give that desire
That I want when I say I've been waiting..
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 8:14 AM UTC
Your words trap me in my own body
Your breath on my neck leaves me aching
Your voice when you wake up is croaky
Your hands on my body are bracing
The skin on your chest is like fire
Your arms round my neck is restraining
Your lips on mine give that desire
That I want when I say I've been waiting..
