oh baby baby baby baby
his fingers traces from the tips of my hair gently down to my spine
he gives me so much chills
he kisses my cheeks,
then smothers my lips,
then my neck
he went down and down
to my paradise
"I love you"
I told him
he smirked, and then merged himself fully into me.
I love you.
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Teletubbies And Cigerattes
Poetry"Teletubbies are meant to be smiling, but what you didn't see is, they are smoking cigerattes once the show is over." 3am. Looking at the darkest sky, staring blank, having the brightest colors in mind. #LetMeWhisperAStory #YouWouldFeelMe
