hands, lips, and teeth– is that all you have to offer, to a girl like me?
hands, lips, and teeth–
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dripping in bliss
dripping in bliss, she dances with no music yet never misses a beat. her body intertwines with his, tangled in memories that taste bittersweet.
languid fantasies
languid fantasies have commanded the stage for aeons, but have we forgotten the beasts we once were–the beasts who did not need music and poetry to convey what they truly desired?
dewy at the center
dewy at the center, soft to the touch, (my pink petals taste the sweetest) yet you will never truly have enough.
i crave a love so divine,
i crave a love so divine that when we part, the clouds will weep.
Mecca-Amirah Jackson 