Sunday 23 September 2012

The Fireman


Come to my rescue
Mr Fireman
Come to me
I need you
NOW!!!!!!!!!!!

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Pyromania is the new black.

Like a limp doll.

Over your shoulder.

Rescue me.

All the way into bed.

I will cook you a man-breakfast and take up embroidery while you go out and save lives.

You return home. I take your clothes as you cast them all over the house. I take your clothes and push my face into them, next to the washing machine. They smell of you. You. Man. Smoke, fire and sweat.

I do.

I do.

I do.

I totally do.

Anonymous said...

Seriously tho'. Fuck me, he is gorgeous!