Category: her plus heart equals hurt

Love is a sickness.it comes with a swiftnessgo in for a quick kiss and end up with slit wrists Sit still and be careful. Try not to stare you’llprobably get hookedbut it’s like something dares younothing compares, you’re already hookedYou just have to look Its like lightning. you’re all excitedyou feel almost psychic. it all…

There is no cure for care.The unstoppable haunting of chronic wanting.This fire, called desire. This disease called need. This inarticulate pain for a particulars nameyou orate in vain, Cycling thru your brain. It’s saying your insane. Again and again you prayfor a gain to reclaim. Enticing and exciting, with an urge to purgeyour vanity, exiling…

I’m inspiredadmiring her perspire the poetry of sweat, slowly exposed, growing wetby the stroke pen, we become each others pet go downlike flowing drinksit grows then drownsas it sinks I only breathwhen she blinks kingof submissive kink we paint the world pinklinkedcuz we think in ink