30 April 2012
My lips shiver with your taste. Your sweet mouth, with rum lace. We move things to upstairs, Where we undress with no cares. There we fall into bed, All shame is now shed.
My eyes flitter open, The alcohol night broken. Realisation flutters by, And with a alrighty sigh, I steal away in the light. Hopes to forget about the night.
One Night Stand • Opuss № I