Fuck them.
You're disintegrating at my touch.
And I can't get around your crooked angles.
Let me in.
I need your touch. I need your skin.
You're disintegrating at my touch.
And I can't get around your crooked angles.
Let me in.
I need your touch. I need your skin.
posted by Stephanie at
11:44 PM
3 Comments:
Sweat. Turn them to me.
Whisper this in my ear to unlock the key.
Sweat. Help me I Am melting within your Love.
Sounds like the coo of the dove.
Sweat. Let me turn them to you.
Droplets on our skin as the grass in the morning dew.
Excuse me... could you explain to me who you are and why you're commenting on my blog?
Only trying to expand on the thoughts. Nothing personal. The writing was attracting. Will refrain from posting in the future. Thanks for the inspiration though.
God Bless you and yours,
Jephfree
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