St Valentine, high above, this is what the small birds sing, for your sake: Now welcome summer, with your warm sun, you've made the winter go away and driven away the long dark nights.
White, the colour of purity. Of innocence. Yet the only pure thing about me, is my lust. Pure, all overpowering lust to be taken hard by you. A lust to give all of me. Satisfy me... please... ❤️🔥
