06-12-2016, 09:49 AM
There is no way to know if any word
is the right word given our shared saliva,
my insipid insomnia. My libido is a given.
You ache in me.
Your breath crushes me.
Come another summer, each dawn will bring your color
to my skin.
You are my personal stairway
and as I climb Up you and Down you
looking for the exit, I fear it will be my death.
is the right word given our shared saliva,
my insipid insomnia. My libido is a given.
You ache in me.
Your breath crushes me.
Come another summer, each dawn will bring your color
to my skin.
You are my personal stairway
and as I climb Up you and Down you
looking for the exit, I fear it will be my death.