i'll go almost creeping things
and they'll be me
creep creeping rows of tiny
raising bumps(thoselittle
hairs climbing down your
tummy(almost no see 'em
hairs)but they catch softly
light in their trembling bodies
under my breathing breaths
(from the same mouth
tremendously
from that 1 mouth
tremulously)
scoring twixt bunched petals
it creeps a hot gushing pallor
Nov 1, 2011
Nov 1, 2011 at 5:00 AM UTC
i'll go almost creeping things
and they'll be me
creep creeping rows of tiny
raising bumps(thoselittle
hairs climbing down your
tummy(almost no see 'em
hairs)but they catch softly
light in their trembling bodies
under my breathing breaths
(from the same mouth
tremendously
from that 1 mouth
tremulously)
scoring twixt bunched petals
it creeps a hot gushing pallor
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