How can I describe what I can not always see. Drifting in and out of consciousness you visit me, your eyes creep open like a blooming flower, your lashes make up the long petals which I follow to their very end. In you I find comfort, a sense of hope. In you I rest comfortable in my bondage.
green is the new black, and it's sexy as...
7 years ago
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