accurate exact
daughter of clean confusion
pull all the littles
in straight sounds
arch your back
as you cry a dream from
spent lips
sweet sister you make
my skin ache
so aware of the lack
of your touch
i wish i could be
the canvas of your
hot little nails
slashing delicious
splendor round rough
necks
a nape like no other
you mother of my desire
May 12, 2010
May 12, 2010 at 2:09 PM UTC
accurate exact
daughter of clean confusion
pull all the littles
in straight sounds
arch your back
as you cry a dream from
spent lips
sweet sister you make
my skin ache
so aware of the lack
of your touch
i wish i could be
the canvas of your
hot little nails
slashing delicious
splendor round rough
necks
a nape like no other
you mother of my desire
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