One kiss could send me straight to ruin One sinful touch my soul to hell But just to have you for a night My soul would cry out "It is well" To taste the sweetness of your lips To have my flesh be a feast for you to dine I'd gladly face those burning embers Just to say you once were mine Let marks on my skin tell the story Of a night of savagery and bliss Yes I would give up crown and glory Just to have one taste of you like this
Recoil. And recoil fast. She was of simple taste so He shattered her veiny lungs with his spit almost effortlessly. Under his weight she was stunted, her limbs frozen by the constant of his blarring audioporn. At every touch she had to brace herself for his embrace.
Kiss me And you will see I'll take you to a world Where you don't want to be And I will make you Feel If nothing subsist If no one is If we are A taste of death
I remember her scent like soft, sweet cotton candy I was inhaling it like a drug as I closed my eyes feeling a sudden surge through my body for a moment I was uncomfortable with this overwhelming desire to taste her
and when the night falls, she pulls out a flask, from the pocket of her thoughts, add a few drops, to the cup of her heart, stir with the spoon of sighs, sweeten it with sugar of her memories, and every sip of it, reminds her, the taste of your lies......
