Craving your body, bathed in the moon's light.
Every curve, slipping into dark shadow.
Barely able to make out the look in your eyes, all I see is the gleam in the dim light.
Oh how I want to pull you apart.... Remove every stitch of fabric... Bend your body how I desire... Worship every inch of the woman for as long as I can.
“I desire very little, but the things I do consume me.”
— Beau Taplin // D e s i r e (via afadthatlastsforever)
You are my thoughts, no matter what time of day.....
Sometimes the most important words I need to say, are trapped under too many layers of thick emotion.
The taste of your skin.. The salt and șweat.. The lingering perfume..... The warmth of you on my lips... An forgettable unique concoction that will always linger in my mind.
My main, my love letter, have other blogs primarily written word. (Taken by my Libra moon, my soul mate, my inspiration, my best friend and my unconditional love ) 43-♍-INFP-T
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