Heavy breathing from our shadows dancing against the walls.
Every secret delight with you leaves evidence–teethmarks on your neck.
Your lips against the moon.
My grip around the sun.
I've been looking for you.
Heavy breathing from our shadows dancing against the walls.
Every secret delight with you leaves evidence–teethmarks on your neck.
Your lips against the moon.
My grip around the sun.
I've been looking for you.