They always acted lazy when around each other. It's like all they ever wanted was to cuddle in eachother arms, play pillow fights, eat pizzas and taste each other lips.
The weekend turned their room into a mess..but their bodies were craving for more. Bites and moans were not all done. They still wanted each other..more.
They had it on the table(her favourite spot). They had it in the shower(his favourite spot).So, they tried a new one.
Loyal to a fault; back bone to wishbone, marrow intact, the yearn for that which has been lost; tactile stimulation of the senses, long departed. Beyond circumstance I break only to heal. Achilles heel; complacency, doubt and shame. Constantly seeking structure; an upright vessel to embody the soul. If I were ferral I'd be cut to the quick, fractured then mended, beautiful pain all the same, ossein composed of the spirit splinters of skeletal remains of the boy who calcified into the man. Whole; perfectly broken, two hundred six of I transcend into the grey hue of gray
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