Sunday, January 11, 2015

Tides Of You--Black Series

Blond hair 
against my fingers
Soft in my hands as I hold you.

Black nails
Tight on my waist
Hold me here without escape.

Crimson shirt
Silk on my skin
Softer than your voice in my head.

Moonlight above
Lights from within
Tides of you pull me in.

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