Writing is all I really want to do. Thanks for reading anything you do read, and please review it for me ^_^ |
Nothing can compare to the erotic burn, the rush...
From carving your initials into your tender thigh...
Sitting up at midnight,
Pen in hand...
My mouth has been sewn shut.
I cannot tell you when I am happy...
Nothing can compare to the erotic burn, the rush...
From carving your initials into your tender thigh...