A long time ago I got used to living with My open wounds, The last withered while I was staring at the sunset In the middle of the fog. Yes, you told me so many times About your suffering, How your heart shrunk Fisted in bleeding red While your eyes tasted The salt of the… Continue reading When Silent Love met with Boasting Vanity
Feel it slowly the dance of my hands on your body. Lick fingers with the tip of my tongue. Put my mouth on yours smell your scent feel the fragrance taste the juices and soak my lips into yours. Sip your nectar hold you in the arms of my courage. If I only could turn… Continue reading Impossible Or Not?