Bound in light, thrashing stilled by necessity. I see you, towering over me, expression rapt, the heat of your gaze melts me [f]aster than the flames to wax. I am melting, molten.
They say to me that I'm a 'underage'. No I am not, I'm already 23 years old. I am just lucky have a baby face and I'm thankful for that. HOTAFTERNOON 🌺 (f)resh and tight here ✌️