There is no pill to make this night more friendly pillows are soft but hours still unending   clock ticking is too loud it drives away your dreams the night stands still   your head is full of past and future tenses your fears are building impassable fences   to do list makes you...

There is something diabolic in the way that you look tricky charm of exotic in a mysterious book what comes to your mind when you’re saying your lies you are a hungry taster when you enslave a man taking bites of enjoyment knowing just that you can i know it’s a trap but let’s have it...