everything you need

you gazed at me, I gazed at you;
instantly we've been diagnosed
as the carriers of love's bacillus

all symptoms accused us deeply
as the lips contoured us severely
with the cheeky smiles and longs

everything you need, — i became;
i am the lust, you, the wish-fullfiler;
missin' yo' kissin' is passion's thrill


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