His fingers were long and flexible and tanned, just like the rest of him, and they looked completely at home as they danced eleganty up and bown the wooden fret board. She watched him sittin c…
A sad song and a chopped lemon
Lying gutted on the dusted table.
A dying candle drips out the only source of light,
Casting slanting shadows on the four walls
That contains everything she o…
A sad song and a chopped lemon
Lying gutted on the dusted table.
A dying candle drips out the only source of light,
Casting slanting shadows on the four walls
That contains everything she o…
Sunset drenched accross this moonlit sky,
The warmth of this jacket pressed tight against my skin,
I can see your very breath with every single scented lie.