I want to wake you up with kisses. Drowned in lips pressed against your skin. Shoulders, collarbone, neck and across your ears.
The Archipelago of Kisses by Jeffrey McDaniel We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don’t grow on trees, like in the old days. So where does one find love? When you’re sixteen it’s easy, like being unleashed with a credit card in a department store of kisses. There’s the first kiss. […]