His fingers glide down my side like knives ready to cut
Trembling I moved
He whispered 'isn't this what you wanted'
Hand on my neck
He continued
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
Unwrapped
Thơ CaWhen speaking isn't enough Let the poems write a path for others to acknowledge Unwrapped is my path for you
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His fingers glide down my side like knives ready to cut
Trembling I moved
He whispered 'isn't this what you wanted'
Hand on my neck
He continued
