I’m Cold and There Are Wolves After Me ​iwrestledabearonce

Never wanted to forget
Our last looks, our kindling lust
In the corner of your eyes
I linger in, inside
The last place you and I...

This is the place where
You can swim
Hands touching
Sucking fingers
Sinking in the water
And the rhythm
And the rhythm of my heart
Smile
Bites at me
He makes me stay golden

He makes me
He makes me stay golden
Golden
While caressing my flesh
Rips me open

With my eyes closed so tightly, he cradles me
With my eyes closed so tightly, he cradles me
With my eyes closed so tightly, he cradles me
With my eyes closed so tightly, he cradles me