You have eyes like blue blades. Like flaming lightenings cutting the rhythm of my heartbeats. So peaceful, yet so deadly. My knees are getting weaker. My lips shake every day. I keep finding myself with an open mouth, hypnotized by the air, fingertips in my thighs. I keep getting me lost into this starry memories. Tickles between my legs, I picture you. Heat on my neck, I long for a breeze warm as your breath. I’d kill for hands like yours grabbing me madly. I live from wet dreams. I steal the night silence and turn it into quiet moans that I wish it could fill your ears. Your ears… what a tas… Read more
