Queen-of-kings Stories

all these memories of you keep pressing at my mind by heart is pounding please just stop stop being so damn perfect so i can throw away all my memories of you

"a soft hand, a freckled smile, the sparkling sky, the naked toes, the dusty sand, the old music, the roaring flames, the dancing shadows, the embering hands, the moistening tongue, the melting drugs, the quickened breath, the beating heart, the leading hand, the pursuant feet, the smoldering flames, the swollen kiss, the infinite youth." -a t t i c u s