I call you beautiful in the
moments before you see God.
You pull me into you like a riptide, enveloping me as the ocean does
to ligan.
I gasp for air,
I drown in you.
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 1:05 AM UTC
I call you beautiful in the
moments before you see God.
You pull me into you like a riptide, enveloping me as the ocean does
to ligan.
I gasp for air,
I drown in you.
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