My little love, I’ve been thinking of you all weekend.Your soft voice, your gentle smile and caring way. The way you laugh a little when you talk about uncomfortable things and love to make others laugh because you can’t stand the idea of anyone being unhappy. I miss the way you flirt and tease and…
midnight whispers of forgotten passion,stolen moments, glances betweendark forbidden soft kisseslinger in the aira wisp,captured with a turn,haunted by the memory ofyour promise for another moment. fallen angel of my deep desire,just one request and I am yourssilken skin dark embracea single wordjust one,beating heart body respondinglost in the memory ofone more promise for another…
