i know this is a stupid fantasy. i mean, there's no way you could be leaving a trail of soft kisses across my skin. there's no way i could be tugging onto your adamant locks and jerking my head back in ecstasy. there's no way you could look at me for a split second and make my heart race that i'm turning you over instantly, my weight upon yours.
it's a fantasy. i know.
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Flawed Kalopsia
Poetry❝ when your darkest nightmares, become the streets you aimlessly roam ❞ :: a collection of poetry, drabbles, thoughts and other miscellaneous writing pieces from yours truly. cover by @chuuniichan
