7 Hours

 
In my Valentine

Falling rain of languished kisses

Lightning strikes in shocks of sharp bites

Sometimes this is how bad boys like to speak

Turning this bed into a pond

Stir in your waterfall

Devour me in our drowning of seven hours

This art requires some heart

Your little ass is going to get exhausted

Swelling in your circle

Working it out in a pinching grip

Rolling along long after the onset of the sun

Grace in the curves of your dips

A little devils smile dances on my lips

Fucking you to the point you collapse beneath me 

A flame extinguished,


Adorable