the first time i saw a ****
i didn't know she was my sweetheart,
and i didn't understand her
not like feet or arms
which i understood immediately
but **** grew on me
like ivy over bricks
in time **** ate my mind
and i was haunted by her
perfume
then i suffered
a severe case of **** on the brain
of which there is no cure but death
unless of course
there are ***** in the afterlife
the ****
such a tender
slit that oozes love like gelatin
a veiled curving vulnerability
it's secret poorly hidden
for easy discovery
but still,
i didn't understand women
the holders of this sacred chalice
until the great epiphany
and i realized
that the woman's heart is a **** too
a silky slit
the marrow of her soul
waiting to be opened and brimming
Aug 4, 2018
Aug 4, 2018 at 3:43 PM UTC
the first time i saw a ****
i didn't know she was my sweetheart,
and i didn't understand her
not like feet or arms
which i understood immediately
but **** grew on me
like ivy over bricks
in time **** ate my mind
and i was haunted by her
perfume
then i suffered
a severe case of **** on the brain
of which there is no cure but death
unless of course
there are ***** in the afterlife
the ****
such a tender
slit that oozes love like gelatin
a veiled curving vulnerability
it's secret poorly hidden
for easy discovery
but still,
i didn't understand women
the holders of this sacred chalice
until the great epiphany
and i realized
that the woman's heart is a **** too
a silky slit
the marrow of her soul
waiting to be opened and brimming
