Jaz JC

Much like our first kiss A undeniable wave of heat. I'm tolerant,

My air can't breathe Delusional, I can't see. Yet my pores... I feel, -  filled. - This warmth Barely holding on Gently gracing the surface Penetrations so deep My veins consumed Instantly becoming apart of me... Like the rising of the sun You and I, forever one.

7:18 a/m - sincerely, Sunrise.