Baby please come home (Remove filter)
bluelit 2 (12/23/2015)
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If I laid next to you right now, my lips would find your throat, gentle and dreamlike between your breaths as not to free you from good dreams.
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my legs would coil and cradle around you, inching you closer, settling like sediment against me, perfectly warm, and my arms would slide up your sides so I could feel you stirring.
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and my heart would break, shiver and shatter
when your moan ...
Wednesday 23rd December 2015 1:29 pm

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