And it's something Primal.
The way our hands roam,
How our mouths meld together.
And in that moment
I feel like the most loved woman in the world.
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Little Infinities
Non-Fiction"No one told me, That love was something to be afraid of. Now look at me; Afraid to get my heart broken After one encounter With the angel-disguised sin. " c.w A collection of poems, dreams, thoughts and short stories.
