So upon those lips of blood red, I would kiss deeply, tenderly, hands moving, roughly, pulling clothes from milk white skin, fingers gently touching, feeling, teasing, as white skin becomes pink with life and slight moans can be heard within a baren room. A soft pink tongue slithers out to gently caress soft pink skin which only grows hard at the tender touch and gives such a rush
Sweet ruin with the sky, I have looked for many a night, upon the darkness I would ride, searching for those dark ruins in my mind. As I look into the day I would only stop and stay, so to let the rays wash over me and leave me alone, so my ride upon the night can continue, so here I am, riding this endless land for a sweet ruin who is, but to me a child of beautiful
So, if I were to bite such an ivory neck, would I damage it, cause it to bleed? And if I caused it to bleed, would I be able to lick it clean? So tempted to see such beauty before my eyes and to see such crimson to show against your lovely skin. I cring to think of what I can do, or what I wish to do. So one wishes to play with fire, while I wish to only devour.
So, does thou think of life without purpose or does thou think without purpose in life? Nothing or no one knows the truth, but those who understand the now, understand themselves, or so says many. Now here I stand understandng me and with that in mind I understand man, and I understand God, yet, does God understand me? Who knows, but all I can say I understand, understand all and nothing, everything and all, Alpha and Omega
Unto thee I bleed thy blood like love upon your lips, while we kiss, and lick we spin and roll into eternities bliss, and roll and spin into oblivions embrace
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