by Lynne . Tosh.
Stair into mine.
Mine are soft, His are hard.
Same as mine.
Skin like rock.
Ice cold, And Beautiful.
Mine is fragile..But I wish It would be the same.
He lowers his mouth..To my neck.
I'm wondering whats coming next.
The pain aches through my blood..To my heart.
Eternal Life..Hello! !