Not quite sure
How we
Ended up
Without clothes
I hold you
My chest to your
Back
Eyes interlocked
In mirror
I help myself
To your every
Treasure
You try to close
Your eyes
But we are too
Beautiful
To be
Unwitnessed
You lean an ocean
Of raven hair
Against my
Face
And whisper
The Devil's honest
Truth: *Everything
You see
Is
Yours*
I
Know
Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 2:44 AM UTC
Not quite sure
How we
Ended up
Without clothes
I hold you
My chest to your
Back
Eyes interlocked
In mirror
I help myself
To your every
Treasure
You try to close
Your eyes
But we are too
Beautiful
To be
Unwitnessed
You lean an ocean
Of raven hair
Against my
Face
And whisper
The Devil's honest
Truth: *Everything
You see
Is
Yours*
I
Know
