Silence was the past time Until her hips sung across Wooden floorboards; She’s got me spinning in circles. I yearned for night And she brought with her the day; Fire, unflinching, Even as my waves Touch the tips of her flame. End Quote
you appeared in the aftermath of heavy smoke, fogged covered windows, excitement ridden from the heat of interlaced bodies. baby you appeared out of nowhere. so why, when it was just getting good, did you slip through fingers like the remnant feeling of a slow come down; leaving me with the unwanted aftertaste of wantingContinue reading Like Smoke.
Uh-oh You’ve done it again You got my insides salivating Beloved, I was born ready for you Heat of Romance