the lines have never been more blurred of who we are
what we are
what we mean to each other
still I see you so clearly
YOU ARE READING
Lips Like Coffee
General Fiction"Your lips, are my drug and I'm having withdrawals just looking at them." Was it coincidence or fate that brought them together? A girl and a man met in an alley, one homeless and the other in a lonely home. She was a product of the government, and...
