i wanna make love to you in the cemetery. in between the headstones and disturbed earth. with the stars painting us a picture and our heavy breaths echoing off the cold slabs of concrete. i wanna dig my fingernails into the dirt when it gets to be too much, but mostly i want to whisper in your ear
never let me go.
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Wow. So much imagery! As usual, I love your writing. :) Glad you're sharing, Michelle!!
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