giraffevader – If love makes us mortal, let me have this night

“I’ll be your late night whisky run,
messy ice cream suppers
and buttons hurriedly undone.
I’ll be the crumpled clothing piled on the floor,
the secret sins we commit on each other that leave us both begging for more.
We’ll be naked bodies entwined, as we stare at the moon,
praying the sun doesn’t come up too soon.
Our silver scars will glisten
as we tell our stories,
and only the night will listen,
as we cover our bodies in glory.”

– giraffevader – If love makes us mortal, let me have this night

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