two bodies lip~locked in an eternal conversation, wish to delay the arrival of morning
because staring into the dark of the night, they can't meet each other's eyes. all they can feel is flesh. the light through the pale orange curtains, will spill their secrets and make them ashamed. in the morning, they would find in each other's eyes, the reflection of their curtailed souls. now they yearn for a prolonged darkness, a refuge for their troubled desires, ravenous desires. and as long as the night lasts, they hug each other like for dear life, and shut eyes, and make love..
two bodies lip~locked in an eternal conversation, wish to delay the arrival of morning..