You are nothing but a pretty face---
and for all the words birthed from your soft,
pouty,
supple,
unkissed sunkissed lips---
or the ones written down with your tiny,
\\\\ slanted / / / /
handwriting;
they are nothing but empty,
meaningless blatherskites.
Dec 4, 2020
Dec 4, 2020 at 6:43 PM UTC
You are nothing but a pretty face---
and for all the words birthed from your soft,
pouty,
supple,
unkissed sunkissed lips---
or the ones written down with your tiny,
\\\\ slanted / / / /
handwriting;
they are nothing but empty,
meaningless blatherskites.
Their kisses remind me of all these empty amens.
Sure this one won't be any different.
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