You are slipping through my thoughts, dripping off my actions. And I want to sink my fingers beneath you, deep into you, and strum music with your tendons; the bass rippling across your skin. I’ll hum my kisses until your mouth is swollen and rock you to the beat of my obsession.
Monday, September 27, 2010
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