11:25 pm
can we cuddle?
in just our underwear, so our skin can touch. can i hold you while you wrap yourself around me? i'll play with your hair and trace my fingertips across your skin. you'll peck at my neck while i laugh and tell you to stop. we could whisper cute things to each other over pillows that no one else could hear.
YOU ARE READING
intoxicated // poetry || 01
Poetry[ book 01 - completed ] emotions are not meant to be bottled up, and i knew at the second your breath intoxicated my lungs, that emotions were meant to be wild, spread out, and if you can survive the journey, it'll be one hell of a story. ███████...
