“the delicate bones that make up the tiny curves of your spine make me want to glide my fingers across them like they are the black and white keys on a piano and i am just starting to learn my favorite song the way i’ve always wanted to learn you.”

“the delicate bones that make up the tiny curves of your spine make me want to glide my fingers across them like they are the black and white keys on a piano and i am just starting to learn my favorite song the way i’ve always wanted to learn you.”
love this language..imagery. mmmmhm.
“the delicate bones that make up...curves of your spine make me want to glide my fingers...