her moon hardened into a stare a spiral staircase in her marble blood notches up each time she's surprised all three of us applaud
hurry there's listening the flavour of uploading a pollock in your eyes intently because brother daniel suggested because your hindlegs are so confused now
i want to define this love i have for you projected on a large ethereal sail urgency is always ready perched on the diving board of my tongue honey it is blue it is cloud
's sobering i'm a drifter just pass through i'll stop writing poetry because i am a tree 'cause your thighs are gospel truth and your ass too 'cause you embody each kiss you bake you make it real
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