CharityDawn

water is my visitor,he warms me with overbearing heat,untangles my strained muscles,and extracts haunting words from my mind.they are replaced with ecstasy.the running liquid steams, fogging my hectic

Feet scuffled, voices muffled. Cocoons unfurled and pulses burned. Flames bit the oak at our feet, I drew my fingers across the velvet curtain, Breathing in smoke and dust. ...