|
|
|
Icon by anothername_9 © |
|
your eyes melt before my face when we finish you explain in a quiet certainty that seeing me like that makes you
believe you it's all
different for some heartbeats then but for some
heartbeats in a shared place... the one who
crafts the gift and we...each
being more we are the
gift which sends
shivers |
|
Send all comments about this poem to anothername_9. | |
|
Home | Story Index | Contact Us | Other Sites |
|
All contents
© Copyright 1999 by literotica.com. |