You hit me like something
I swore I’d never try.
Your mind is the rush,
your body the high,
your soul the relapse.
I keep telling myself just one more time, knowing I can't stop.
My touch speaks in a riddle,
tracing answers on your skin.
You know I like to tease you right.
The night is ours—
a game of give and take,
control and surrender.
It’s your body I want to devour.
Heyy :)
has been a while since the last time we talked on discord.
speaking of it, it seems like I can't message you on there anymore :/
is everything alright?
Teach me your body
like it’s a poem I can’t forget.
Your fingers tracing the verses,
your mouth whispering the punctuation,
and me, memorizing
every line you leave behind