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Oct 21
The other dream
the one where we have
tangled tanned limbs
and you have a shaved head

Did it happen yet?



and we are 14
at an antique wooden table
nestled in an alleyway
tucked within my suburb

tearing flower from stem
body euphoria from all within
placated and saccharated with
Creme honey in a
****** passionfruit sunset

we are home
i nuzzle the tail
at your neck
you tell me stop being scared
but IĀ Ā have already

and its just permission I wait for.
you know, express consent
Maybe I have so much
to learn before then



Still discovering what it means
to be a queer friend
And if I could acknowledge
how very far I've gotten..

all the pain that im not in
right now incase ive forgotten

Baby maybe I have
so so much to learn before then

I'm still learning how
to be a good queer friend

im fine to dream of your skin
if i could just acknowledge
how far i've gotten

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better dreams. There are nightmares and then there are their equals and opposites.
Written by
Kitten Yvad
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   BR Dragos
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