Thy taste

I salivate at the thought of it. Your appetizing taste. Emotions sublime, This paralysing euphoria. I feel your lips pressed against mine. The taste rushing through my veins. Thy kiss, Sending shivers down my spine. Lips part then meet, and then again, It's intoxicating. Your juicy tongue slipping again mine, Thy succulent lips pressed against... Continue Reading →

Thy kiss

This is a barren land, oh thy. Come, plant a kiss. Thy efforts shall bloom here, where no one could even sprout a seed. A homely zephyr caressing the sterile heart. This impoverished soul needs to be nourished. Some drops sliding down the valleys. Oh man, come see, These tears seem to flood the valleys... Continue Reading →

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