this **** ain't free

telling me **** is abundant, low quality
dealers catcalling across the streets constantly
contrary I'm a bit of an oddity because

this **** ain't free

telling me **** is low value, high quantity
i may be made in china but I'm not available so commonly.
Don't worry about money,
I'll never be broke, don't need a warranty.
my only struggle is making our ends meet.

this **** ain't free

don't try to explain the inequality of the dichotomy between our biology like it's simple economy of two commodities
I don't want an apology, I'm out, don't talk to me but forget about a return policy

She's perfect
An unrelenting pervert
A taste of lemon sherbet
On her lips
and my eyes
On her hips

Hide behind the curtains
I'm her slave and she's my servant
We come together in the furnace
She plays tricks
On my mind
As she strips

I'm nervous
Her blade where my nerve is
Stimulation keeps me wordless
I'm herbivorous
She's hypercarnivorous
I'm her prey and she's gonna eat me up
But it's okay because we're in love

Chances gambled.
Seconds ticked.
Across the room,
Eyeballs flick.
Paths intersect,
Feet move quick.
Hi, I'm guy,
And your name's chick!
You have ****,
And I've a ****!
Let's get together,
And see what fits...
Throw *** at each other,
And see what sticks,
Share gasps together,
And then feel sick.

Swiping itches
Sticky fingers
Yields those smells we love
To touch it, thrills
You mean business
Steady shucking,
Harvests tingles starting from these toes
**** junk, to the nostrils
Smells like rock ‘n roll

Fuzzy nothings
Sweeping softness
Inside wet with joy
Excited aces, jack of clovers
Licks the spades in throes
Something wilder
Up above us
Shivers chilled with awe
Insight betwixt our interstices
This mouth cleaving chills below

Always ready
Never settling
Redolent God-like muse
This music is something
To be messed with
Together we watch our show

Yung tipong malaswa na ating gagawin ng walang awa hangga't tayo'ng dalawa'y
magsawa

Halika't kumapit sa'king labi, pagkat pagod na ako'ng magtimpi.
Nagugutom na't nangangati.

Ayoko ng mag isip- gusto ko ng managinip habang nilalasap ang ihip na nanggagaling sa'yong maliit na bibig

Halika't lumapit at ika'y aking patitikimin ng pag-ibig na mararamdaman lamang sa pamamagitan ng pagkikiskisan ng ating mga balat, habang ang damit ay nakakalat sa sahig ay magyayakapan tayo sa ilalim ng mga kumot at unti-unting mawawala ang lamig sa paglaro ng ating mga bibig

and maybe i like being hurt now because my parents always taught me that pain equals affection. i want it because ive been programmed to believe the harder the blow, the stronger the love. ive been brought up with the idea that when a boy has a crush on a girl, he picks on her, so when my boyfriend asks if hes hurting me, i ask for more, because how else am i supposed to know that what we share is true love?

img: sweat dripping down the curve of her neck, seeping through the collar of her shirt, tugging down said shirt & fanning herself, a popsicle, a wicked tongue lazily swirling around the top, a whisper & a light breeze by the ear, hot & bothered, warm, safe, loved, lusted after, all the same, cicadas crying out, hazy memories, hair messily pinned up, tiny pecks & heavy kisses, giggles, *** & cuddles, no blankets, cat & pup, iced tea, condensation dripping & pooling on a desk, sunlight streaming through the blinds, hands intertwined, soaked sheets, content smiles, bliss