How to explain....... It's like protons; neurons; ions; it's static cling; magnestism; that crackle you hear in the air just before lightning strikes you pull me under, your fire burns and I am ravaged, a sea of flames that consume my every thought you're in my head, under my skin, under my nails, in my very marrow you steal sleep from my eyes and leave gifts of promises, gifts you pluck achingly from your chest and plant deftly in the hollowness of my womb, tempting like the Serpent. Eve craved the apple, and He obliged. <i>Nobody knows you like I do. Nobody understands you like I do.</i> you whisper.... you whisper nothing but the truth....Birth sign: Scorpio
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