Come Hither | 
Darkness keeps our secrets in hidden passages.
Where we reminisce and capture a visual.
A lust for your hands grazing my face. Turning blush as your grip took a tour of my curves. Being tied by my aroma and freezing in time. At a standstill as our lips brush.
Getting a taste of hidden Inhibitions. My body is begging for more. Looking for a way to push and you to pull me in.
