11:40 AM - Hunger For Your Flesh
Current mood: indescribable
Category: Writing and Poetry
Nothing between us but skin
Heat pricks at our senses.
Your hands within in my hair
passion tears down my defenses.Your lips move upon my legs sending shivers up my spine. Even more drugged I find myself on this intoxicating wine.Desire drips from our lips as sweat runs down our backs.Our skin slides against skin.Trembling muscles quake
as ecstasy takes control, as whimpers and moans escape my lips as you gently caress my soul.Gentle kisses rain upon my face, as our legs relax and interwine still feeling the effects of being drunk on this sexual wine.
