2003-01-09

I free-fall
Your atmosphere slowing me down
But burning me up
I touch you face
And it's softness stings me
Your alchohol heavy breath
Sinking into my skin
It weighs my head down with doubts
Until I have no choice
But to walk away

~Matt Magus

p.s. It's always nice to get props from the porn industry...

0 comments so far

<<< | >>> | Random