Beating

The glistening beams of the sun hit my face, There is nothing more spectacular than this sight over here, I’m under your spell of the enchanted love, I’m within the grasp of your love so dear, Your affection is what gets me breathing, Your pleasure is what makes my heart beating. Advertisements

12th hour

The life you have left me has given me the freedom; to laugh or to cry, to live or to die, to believe or to deny, to create or to destroy, to surrender or to contest, to fuck or to forgive, When I grow older on the streets, When I live longer on the beds, […]