Tiptoeing across the tightrope between love and lust. A fickle yearning for yesterday's flame burns glistening scars onto supple flesh. Eyelashes laced with abandoned memories whisper a longing for ghosts of past.
Plunging off the precipice into a cascade of passion.
Enamored by the palms of your hands desperately trying to read our future together. Sifting through the Tarot cards of love. Eavesdropping as Aphrodite whispers allegations of romance.
All the while disillusioned gods mock my delight……...