YOU’RE YOU’RE YOU’RE YOU’RE
you’re
the sweet nectar in my veins
you’re
the flowers that unfold between my ribs
you’re
the air I heavily exhale into your neck
YOU’RE
the beating of my trembling heart
now your head, excuse me, is empty.
& there’s a stake, in your black fat heart.
yours, truly
mhm baby
bloody lips
& aching hips
as our sweat, drips;
into each other’s intertwined grips
kendall roy
your eyes
are ice-y oceans of blue
& your lips
are as a wild strawberry’s hue
my sweetheart; I can’t help but adore you
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k + h
