my love the one softly quietly laying on cloud when your wispers blow with the wind n your singing wakes all birds n when you blow a rose kiss to me carass my neck with brittle air n soflty touching my lips with cold, damp ,air n my fingers lay tingling with your love curse hearts beat soundly to my wicked your reason to be with me is more then i asked for were all i need is you wisper my sinner my beloved angel wicked my soul with sin love me like the prince of darkness would my life is tragic and you were always there my wicked angel with so many sins that burn deeply and falling so pure into my heart sin deep into my life my love my sinner thy wicked rest in me smell its flesh hear her wicked laugh feel her loving touches its all mine!
Reason for writing:
look at me! back on track!
Birth sign: Aries
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