the courage of desire
speak.
before the last muscle is infused
with reason the shade of bright black
loosen yours and moisten your lips
with desire the colour of indigo -
speak.
before the last sense wakes
and injects the daily apple in our veins
i will say how you coloured my cheeks red
with desire the colour of indigo
before your taste on my lips fade.
before the last muscle is infused
with reason the shade of bright black
loosen yours and moisten your lips
with desire the colour of indigo -
speak.
before the last sense wakes
and injects the daily apple in our veins
i will say how you coloured my cheeks red
with desire the colour of indigo
before your taste on my lips fade.
posted by aeryn at 2:42 PM
2 Comments:
i long for that kind of taste too.
ohhh... v day is coming!
date me darling!
you are booked. you have to perform, remember. grrrrrrr.
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