Jul 18, 2013 18:14
Chivalry and spines. Thick and slanting brows, retinas pushing down and the feeling of breath brushing words onto the canvas in between.
i feel like squealing and squarking, those little tui's in the morning have nothing on me. My sultry and saucy haze, fogging and creating a world with an atmosphere that's so smooth and electrifying.
It shoots up and down, into my toes, that whole body clench. Hotter than hell.