The Past

I miss your kiss, The taste of your lips, Your face, the base of your neck, oh feck...

I thought, I fought, Til I crumbled and fell, Back into your arms, the calm of your might, oh shite...

I pray that you stay, You don't leave me alone, But I'm wrong, out of luck, oh **** :-(
Slinks Slinks
36-40, F
Jan 23, 2013