'taste'
By scatcatblu
~O~ i want to lick the taste of tomorrow from your lips push my tongue against your teeth savouring coffee coated amphetamine spiked with your obeisant lies drape my hand up and down your spine cupping and clinging to your neck as i plunge my fawning tongue into your mind and grind myself against your responsive sighs marking the rhythm of nonexistant time fucking you endlessly with my eyes and all you do is look at me and smile speaking to me of souls and numbing lives how you bleed and need me to cry neither venturing across the line and all i want is to lose myself in the taste of yesterdays sorrow ~O~ Written April 1st, 2002 © on Apr 01 2002 01:53 AM PST 0 • 18 • 10
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