O Beloved,
Let me take you to another time frame.
You. Me. A coffee scented candle.
All burning in passion.Take your hands and make me melt.
Stir me up like hot brewing coffee beans.And I shall drink you up.
I shall drink you up like the last drop of my favourite blend.
Do you see the lust swirling in my eyes?
It burns within me. And today I intend on burning you along with me.
Burn in me.
Hold my curves,
Touch them like never before. Touch them like I am the last drop of water to your parched soul.And I shall drown in you.
And love? I have no intentions of going back up.And when I touch you,
it will be a touch that leaves you quaking.
A touch that leaves you wanting more.If you let me,
I will touch your soul
Make love to it.Give it a touch it's never felt and never will.
Let me tear you apart.
My love?
If you dare,
I will show you what a wanderer's lust can do.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts.
RandomA collection of thoughts and scribbles that haunt me, comfort me, confuse me or all.