Dec 2019
Today I think I will
carve a little heart into my neck
as a memoir
of when you bit me there
and I licked the blood from your lips.
carve a little heart into my neck
as a memoir
of when you bit me there
and I licked the blood from your lips.
blood is the highest art.
(23/F/under the sea)
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