My heart flutters, hands shake, knees go weak.
Fingers glide down my torso,
Which I love even more, so
I am spellbound, unable to speak.
From the Nails Series.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Cheek
As you brush lovely nails o'er my cheek,
My heart flutters, hands shake, knees go weak.
Fingers glide down my torso,
Which I love even more, so
I am spellbound, unable to speak.
From the Nails Series.
My heart flutters, hands shake, knees go weak.
Fingers glide down my torso,
Which I love even more, so
I am spellbound, unable to speak.
From the Nails Series.
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