What is love without lust?
January 2012
December 2011
And you lean in for your last kiss,
Who in this world can ask me to resist?
Your hands cold as they find my neck,
Oh this love I have found, I detest.
Only love is all maroon
Gluey feathers on a flume
Sky is womb and she’s the moon
Hey! You reblogged something of my blog so i thought i'd check yours out :) Lovely! Mind swinging past mine? (:
Thanks so much :) and of course!