Just a whisper from your glossed over lips compelled my hands above my head and a twist in my stomach. I gave myself to you like candy on Halloween and expected nothing more than a trick and treat. You can call it festive love making.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
this is the dirty truth.
PoetryAs if rope could bind my wrists together so perfectly, so could this.
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Just a whisper from your glossed over lips compelled my hands above my head and a twist in my stomach. I gave myself to you like candy on Halloween and expected nothing more than a trick and treat. You can call it festive love making.