I’d punch a kiss
straight on your lips
my raging desire
around your neck,
tight, a stroke
almost gentle, running
my sharpened nails
on their scarred names
in your flesh…
Soul thirsty,
would you care to
pour me a shot?
I’d punch a kiss
straight on your lips
my raging desire
around your neck,
tight, a stroke
almost gentle, running
my sharpened nails
on their scarred names
in your flesh…
Soul thirsty,
would you care to
pour me a shot?
Cyranny's Cove 
Damn. 👌👌
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Thank you, Sarah 🙂 xx
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