He said he felt quite numb
And numb isn't good is it ?
So I binded him with river of red  
Lost his clothes, took him to bed
Blinded to the outside world
He was forced to just feel
Raindrops splashing from tongue
Spreading rays of morning's sun
Breaths soft warm echos
Tickling like autumn wind
The rythmic rush, rise and fall
Tearing through his silent walls
Making hairs lift quickly
Skin tingling from touch
Ploughing nails leaving furrows
Squeezing in warm soft burrows
He said he felt quite numb
And numb isn't good is it ?
Written by Miss_Blue
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