I dream oftiger lilies and butterfliesthe adoration in your eyesexotic countries, spicy scentsflowered vines that grow along the fencean English garde..
Utter blackness will rise slowly shifting into shapefrom the tears I weptthe gashes in my backthe pain andlonelinessthe emptinessyou forced into me.Th..
I long for love.The look in his eyesof desireadorationawe.The feel of his armswrappedprotectedwarm.The passionof meltingwhen he is insideand his breat..