- Miles Ꮺ

I picked you up from the corner store Your eyes were red and your lips were torn So much to say that's subject-sore So much you'd change since you were born You wrapped your fingers around my neck And pulled me into your desperate breath The way you kissed me hot and fast I knew it'd be the last Don't leave me hangin' alone again Don't leave me hangin' alone again Oh, where'd you go, go, Alley Rose? Oh, where'd you go, go, go?

You told me, "I'm just so nervous, dear" Well, how the hell do you think I feel? I waited all year at your feet Like maybe you'd love me So Don't leave me hangin' alone again Don't leave me hangin' alone again Oh, where'd you go, go, Alley Rose? Oh, where'd you go, go, go?

And I don't even care If it makes me sound insane I ran my fingers through your hair And I thanked God to touch the flame 'Cause I swore necks were made for bruisin' I swore lips were made for lies And I thought if you'd ever leave me That I'd be the reason why And I don't even care If it's just a summer fling If it's all experimental And you go back to safer things But I swore hands were made for fighting I swore eyes were made to cry But you're the first person that I've seen Who's proven that

Anyway *i press the cigarette against my hand to put it out and then throw it out of the window* we should probably get going

*catches your hand and brings it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss over the burn* That better? *grins against your skin* And hey, those fingers are艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品艺术品

*i take over, moving faster and harder. i can't help but let out a few more moans, my eyes closing. i'm enjoying this so much.*