Feb 2020
It was scary to
listen to the sounds of
your glossy tresses.
To taste flavours
of your lips in return
for bleeds of poems.
The panther. He goes
a **** a day. Will change
legitimately?
listen to the sounds of
your glossy tresses.
To taste flavours
of your lips in return
for bleeds of poems.
The panther. He goes
a **** a day. Will change
legitimately?
