Saturday, July 17, 2004Love-Making AngelsI’m starving for love, my bony Shoulders shrugging sadly, no Warm embrace, tender lips Kissing the nip of skin between My collar bone and neck, skin Wanting to be dirtied, filled With the scent of you, your Rawness, the soy-breath saltiness Of your face pressed against, the Honey sweet jewel of my... Sign in to see full entry.posted by MiaElla at 6:51 AM Comments (15) (permalink) |
