This is a poetry book as a tribute for Saltburn. The masterpiece from my eyes, from my perspective, of what I think and feel as Oliver. He never told us about his feeling. So I try to fill that blank space. I hope I represent his feelings.
This is a poetry book as a tribute for Saltburn. The masterpiece from my eyes, from my perspective, of what I think and feel as Oliver. He never told us about his feeling. So I try to fill that blank space. I hope I represent his feelings.
"You are mine," He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it. "Danny, you are mine and only mine, you understand?"
Daniel...