Of all the graveyards in all the world.
Your prompt is LOVERS.
In death’s still domain,
A solitude for lovers,
Begins a new life
You had to walk into mine.
Of all the graveyards in all the world.
Your prompt is LOVERS.
In death’s still domain,
A solitude for lovers,
Begins a new life
You had to walk into mine.
The tongue caresses…
...the moistened, quivering tip.
First smoke of the day!
Whiskey's sweet embrace
Spirit lover that embalms
Drowns in liquid fire