Feb 2015
eyes big love crumbs
the delicate thrill
of quite so new
You;
stroking by
the coarse fuzz
of electric fur:
i like it
more my fingers when
drunk with monthly blood are in.
the delicate thrill
of quite so new
You;
stroking by
the coarse fuzz
of electric fur:
i like it
more my fingers when
drunk with monthly blood are in.
