The shock of cold air
in my throat, as I breath in
to rasp out your name
while you take all the
deepest marrow from my bones
into your passion
awakens every
fire-wrought nerve that runs from
my skin to my soul
The shock of cold air
in my throat, as I breath in
to rasp out your name
while you take all the
deepest marrow from my bones
into your passion
awakens every
fire-wrought nerve that runs from
my skin to my soul