Sunday, August 18, 2019

youre my third

light brown eyes,
as light as the sun shines
through clear window
soft fair skin,
as my fingertips thrill down
tracing silk painting
bitter sweet lips,
vivid rosy tint with the taste 
of cherry and cigs collide
pacify my joints,
your smell lifts up the heaven
in me as i down on my knees

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