Day Z: a poem you wish you could have written
“Persephone Lied” The truth is, I was bored. My mother blissing ahead of me, rosebuds rising in her footsteps, And I skulking behind, thinking,Oh look. She walks in beauty. Again. Her power could boil rivers, if she chose.She doesn’t choose. She scattersHeliotrope behind her. And m...
EATING YOU OUT
Just put your legs on my shoulders as I lick your clit. Let me feel your legs quiver as I massage your pussy with my lips. Warm. Wet. Kissing. My tongue can dive into you and I’ll hum to send vibrations up your spine. Your thighs can tighten around my head and you’ll run your fingers thr...
“Maybe love is in New York City, already asleep. You are in California, Australia, wide awake. Maybe love is always in the wrong time zone. M...”
the poetry of e. e. cummings
literallywhatareyouevensaying(because ihave no fuckingidea) where did this parenthesis) come from&why is it There
“Which is better, the distant lover you long for or the one you see daily without desire?”
“In this world love has no color yet how deeply my body is stained by yours.”
“We were together. I forget the rest.”