Till we die

I’ve got us a perfect place To keep our secrets secret To squirm in our space. I know you like strawberries, and some cherries. I’ve got everything, That we need to pamper us. We’ll be in our skins… inside each other’s, And kiss till we die At the break of dawn. We’ll push our bones…

THE LESS IMPORTANT THINGS

Over the years I’ve got habitual of watching you With your face hanging Upside down Between my thighs, Your eyes penetrating mine As your tongue rested Inside the fortress of your jaw After penetrating me And your mouth looking messed up With my elements on it. Despite of communicating Nothing but heavy sighs, We understood each…