The sweet sensation runs down my spine.I feel the smoke rising again.The whisps run around my breasts,I wonder if this is the final test?I drown in th..
Spinning and whirlingmy head hurts so much.A painful time it is.Only my bed, I kiss.I've been here allotthinking about naught.It's hard to think in th..
The swirling tea steams off the stove,I wonder what the Irish thought here.They mix their tea with milk and sugar,and one more thing that other's disc..