"Watching a couple from a hotel window."
May 2007. It's late. I'm pacing my hotel room, the repetitive padding of my small feet against the soft carpet the only sound, waiting for the tell-tale signs of sex from either of the neighbouring rooms. As usual I'm horny...
"Breathing love through our mating lips of passion, We enjoy these blissful moments that brings us"
Your love colors' me red with passion, Like blood it flows through my veins, Fueling our existence as one being. Breathing love through our mating lips of passion, We enjoy these blissful moments that brings us closer. As love's soft...
The red flows along the floorCrawls away to leave in peaceThe broken glass that fell with itSits cold against the floorAlongside the lovers fleshThe two bodies lay stillMore alive than they had ever beenThe grapes of love forgottenIn the heat...
