This is the music that’s playing

I don’t know why, I just like you. Sitting on top, straddling you on the chair, sharing grapes. Caressing oil over your face. I can slowly get drunk off your warm, startling eyes there’s rush in your veins as I turn into a fragrant flower. This is music, we are so in tune with eachContinue reading “This is the music that’s playing”

I dont know why, but can I?

I don’t know why you do the things that you do, but baby, can I kiss you? Can I put my arms around you and bury my nose on your neck. Gently brush your hair, look back at how amazing you are,  how sweet your lips taste, how delicate your breath–how fragile your spine; asContinue reading “I dont know why, but can I?”