The Heat of our Kiss
 

I?m wound upby the needthat is spirallingthrough my core.I get caught upin the whirlwindof you.It is as ifyour kissesand Beşevler Escort caressessend Escort Beşevler me careeningacross Beşevler Escort Bayan the galaxylike a shooting star.The heat betweenour kisses,is as potentas the heatof your handsthat strokemy flushed skinafter midnight.Just asour sweat minglesso do our tonguesOur salty breathsunable to let goof the other,as we feel our heartsrun through ecstasy,screaming