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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
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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.
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I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
I will remember your small room, the feel of you, the light in the window, your records, your books, our morning coffee, our noons, our nigh...
The Earth would die If the sun stopped kissing her.
I see Egypt in her eyes and Sudan in her skin I see Somalia in her face and Zimbabwe in her waist I see the Congo in her thighs and Ghana in her hips I see Senegal in her hair and Nigeria in her lips I see Rwanda in her walk and Kenya in her dance I see Uganda in her grace and Liberia in her sm...
And the woman said, The serpent beguiled me, and I did eat. — Genesis 3:13 Beguiled, my ass. I said no such thing. You say I lost the...
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And so being young and dipped in folly I fell in love with melancholy
You won’t allow me to go to school. I won’t become a doctor. Remember this: One day you will be sick.