milou7

my fingers belong on your hip bones, holding you against me until the end of time. i need to feel your lips on my forehead and my heart in your grasp. i need to feel your eyelashes giving my cheeks tiny butterfly kisses. i need to feel your ribcage fighting it's way to mine. i need to feel. and that's what you do to me. maybe that's why i was scared of you from the very beginning. you actually made me feel something. - the air is numbingly cold, freezing its way into our veins as we dance our way over the shingles. i was frightened to climb my way up, but now that i've reached the very top i couldn't be more happy. we can see the rest of th