real wild child

full of deep desire, I let my lungs
to get invaded with your perfume,
while your hands whispered to me
on my body, the romance poetries
mixed with the unfathomable lust
of the real wild child that you are
tamed while you wait for my love


Explore Popular Posts From This Blog

I'm Confessin'

are you sure you want ⟬…‽⟭

a little bit

solitaire

it's been said

check my phone

made for you

thrilling all-around

major 🥂 in December skies

language of Love