flowergirl
Eyes, searching like hungry children. Searching, for something they should never have seen. Something, I know should never be shown. For I have hidden things deep within, and for someone to see is a crime to me.
He looked at me with passion in his eyes. The feel of his deep breathing gently caressing my skin as he kisses it. The feeling so pulsing like a beat from the heart, if it keeps on like this I won't remember the start. At the moment I've …