Sinful pleasure.
Lips colliding, bodies melting from the sudden wave of heat.
Strawberry ice cream on a Sunday morning. Legs in tangled under the sheets.
Youthful romance.
Bitter sweet.
Pretty things don't last long.
ВИ ЧИТАЄТЕ
Indescribable Emotions
ПоезіяTechnically a journal where I store my unknown emotions . Is this poetry? I'm not sure.
