Category Archives: Vinz and Laura Westfall
Making my way to my favorite place
Back then I had no clue that it was yet;
To be made a shrine of his tender face
Seeking attention, I can’t forget
The magnanimity of purple roses
Inhaling sweetness, adrenaline rush
Eyes gazing but there were not many choices
Than hush and suck the uncontrollable gush.
It makes me feel amazing to go back
To our days and times alive, but young
Replaying all we had done, late that night
Inside the redness; crowds we were among….
…Drinking, and exchanging sweet body fluids.
A compelling dive into ecstasy
Scintillating my soul, by his crude
Natural high, I cared less, if eyes could see.