The full moon is calling, the fever is high And the wicked wind whispers and moans You got your demons and you got desires Well, I got a few of my own click pic for full view
🔥"She leans against the doorframe like sin learning patience, half in shadow, half in spill of amber light. Her silhouette a slow cursive signature written in smoke, lips parted just enough to let a promise escape..." ~HardLove 📍click pic for ful
