This feeling spreads like infection from fingers to toes, from thought to core. Changing the trajectory of my path, the fabric of my dreams, the very DNA of my fate. Be gentle love, I beg of thee or you shall be the death of me. #zapfic

This feeling spreads like infection from fingers to toes, from thought to core. Changing the trajectory of my path, the fabric of my dreams, the very DNA of my fate. Be gentle love, I beg of thee or you shall be the death of me. #zapfic