Photo was taken with my V20 cell phone.
Edited with Pixlr App from Google Play.)Every Cut
You are the fuel to my fire; sending a rush through me, making me want nothing more than to pin you to the very wall you stand in front of. Don't back down; wrestle with me beneath the moonlight, let the anger between us turn to rough love. Race your nails down my back as if I am your canvas and my blood is your paint.
Paint all that has pained you upon my body, for tonight every cut brings that of a release to which, we both are dying for. Wrap your legs upon my body as if it will be your last; with blood boiling, hearts racing, lungs pounding, and air becoming hard to catch; it is in this moment the deepest forms of love is created.
The moment to which we lay everything on the line; just to rip it down as our bodies weave together as one. You have me standing at the edge; daring the devil to take a risk. Show me just how crazy our love truly is. Don't shy away in fear of breaking me; for when I am tangled with you, nothing is breakable.
Happy Steeming
