I could no longer wish for heaven or earth
More than I wish to stay here touching you
With each stroke of my tongue to tease you
I knew there are things that I should never find beautiful
But I never known a storm could look so much like a sunset
YOU ARE READING
3 a.m.
ContoJust thoughts and ideas All rights reserved - @me Started - 12 february 2018 Ended - (still working on it)
