Soft kiss embrace... Gifts of yourself- so safe Loseing myself in your lips Being gently siphoned Drained of me- filled with you Passion riseing like unquenchable flames Flames of pleasyre... Filled with the worst pain The pain of giveing onself... Totally consumed in us, in this dream Built with out lust In the perfect drug
Reason for writing:
Pretty self explainitory
Birth sign: Libra
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