

Dull scraping sensationsI slid down deeper into the plastic bus seat, snuggled deeper into the grooves worn in deep by the flesh of warm bodies over time. Lingering over thoughts of what the night would hold, I was content drifting closer to you, rolling over miles of asphalt rivers. But that wasn’t to happen anymore. Your affections ran short- No fun anymore.Dull scraping sensations
So this is where we discover love isn’t nearly as sweet as it pretends to be… Reminiscing, It was so beautiful it burns your eyes.
Everything for you, Anything for you.
Last kisses still stale on my lips, Tha


HeldWe loved like arson: After-sex after- glow floats around like smoke, and distorts us, restless, and tangles around the rafters, the room imbued: remnants of star-fuelled lust.Held
We loved like fireworks, comets and fireflies. We traced paths through constellations for hours, across freckled skies, tasting the stars with every kiss. The night went on for miles.
Now a cathartic still whispers, lingers as the room b
Kiss kiss
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Jesus drives an SUV.
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