Wambuku W.
@blackween
When the day asks The night stays And watches over me and her Get lost in each other. Skin to skin We lean and give in To the ache Clinging onto our lips. In between We fight for air Like we are drowning Without care. Then the rhythm of our bodies Aligns to form Some sacred melodies Behind these walls. ©WW
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