Ky'ma
By: siet
Your touch against my skin makes my
nerves sing like crystal sending this sick
shiver through my lungs
More than anything I want to take your
perfect body delicate curve of your muscle and
the velvet skin that coats you
Take it and reduce it to ashes reduce you to
where you came from anything to get you
off of my body out of my mind
away from my heart
KYMADARK