b l u s h
Tight skin, light eyes, honey lips, creamy thighs body of a 24 hour dream Cool, red memories brushing bones flushing cheeks only so much color in a scream Sensual the beat of grief sleeping in between her teeth deathly be the love she knows as lust Love the way she passes looks at me swear she might have sunk a hook in me when within her presence I… b l u s h
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