Who

Be She

Wanna Suss?

The light of the night is swimming with Us.
The viscus drip leaving moist Rosebud n slippery
personal
things in deep need
burning for
wide
Pulse to the throb of thy heart inside a me.
Pulse Proud,
2/4 time n hurry n splay ripe n so good
N We bend to suck thy rosy
offering
too soon?


B

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