𝐒 .

𝗦𝗜𝗡 𝗢𝗙 𝗟𝗨𝗦𝗧 ,     𝗦𝗜𝗡 𝗢𝗙 𝗟𝗨𝗦𝗧 ,    𝗦𝗜𝗡 𝗢𝗙 𝗟𝗨𝗦𝗧 ,   𝗦𝗜𝗡 

Silver Sunödebiru, 
                     lust falls from your limbs like honey and tea plump lips whispering such promises to you. Ice cold limbs wrapping around you and pulling you close. Each word like a prayer. A face that must be holy ; what else could he be?  Chocolate brown eyes with rivers of gold swimming around holding pure power. Nails that can rip any man apart with a cruel smile. Silly silly mortal, no sin is holy no matter how hard you try to make them so . 

𝗢𝗙 𝗟𝗨𝗦𝗧 ,    𝗦𝗜𝗡 𝗢𝗙 𝗟𝗨𝗦𝗧 ,   𝗦𝗜𝗡 𝗢𝗙 𝗟𝗨𝗦𝗧 ,    𝗦𝗜𝗡 𝗢𝗙