jetta

In madness.. to feel,.
To fly; and to fall.
To end the exploitation of my heart,
and smooth the sharpend edge I bare to all.

To bring unto you a passion;
Red lips wild eyes and sharp teeth.;
Hands that seek out not the flesh...
but the hidden intricacy of all hidden
beneath.

Tomorrow- to merryment to fall and to find;....
to fervor ..and fetish ball's masks left outside..
j.-