Your smell is intoxicating
Your smile is like a drug
You're lips are soft like satin
In a way no one else will know
You're hands are rough and bony but fit together with mine
Your arms are my safe place
Your eyes are a passageway
Your heart holds mine
and I wouldn't have it any other way
I think I'm in love with you
YOU ARE READING
All My Shit Is In A Book
RandomI'm the creator of my own greatest disaster. I write for me a no one else. I want you all safe. Please stick with the awful writing at the start of this collection. I started writing two years ago and have developed a lot.
