#kalim
some days, I really believe you liked me being locked inside your mind. where you can play among me with curiosity like a kid traps a caterpillar within the grip of their hand.
Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 6:53 PM UTC
his teeth marked my thighs like love letters written in braille. lightly, running my fingers through his hair like guitar strings and moaning harmonies through my lips. I swear, I could feel earthquakes erupting inside me as hot lava danced down my skin.
Dec 18, 2015
Dec 18, 2015 at 1:21 PM UTC