Flesh upon flesh,

Words upon words,

We were high on chemicals,

There's no denying,

It was beautiful, our timing.

The layers peeled off,

You blessed.

You lead me through,

Leather,

Climax,

Running from nothing,

Messed up maybe,

For thats's just me,

Calling and calling,

For that perfect "would be,"

Now,

No hesitation,

Say to me sweet nothings,

For your sweet demeanour and respect tells it all,

For that's all to be read.

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"Ever had that moment when you have ran away from something perfect?
I did. I have asked myself why a thousand times. I still don't know to this date.
Read this tonic of fruity punch which is bound to leave you reeling with a hundred questions!"

updated Apr 1 by Rhi'sWords