geranium tofu
excitement that punches me in the gut
as I lick your lips
locked on to a polarised battle
just a pornified fuck toy
even the horns of a cretan bull can't get access to
I can smell her reviews a mile off …
precocious machine guns
the fatal plunge
a visceral feeling of hurt
control freak rent at the seams
with ripped gusto
gripped by new age fever
nakedness in the other sense
long suffering luminosity
hi float sealing in the helium
one of the many frayed edges of the story
nakedness in the other sense
I reacted with acute sensitivity
scrawled across the screen a cry for help
camera hovers close to my contrition
a healthy tampon smells like steak rather than fish
maybe its something else causing the
inflammation thats making
my head spin
trills and buzzes of the hummingbirds
the wings of courage
18.08 © Lizarikk misc draft
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