130 Quotes About Last-sext

And I can never say its name

And how to cut me out of me

The vine of the mind and the heart and its sword

And his hands on my dress and his mouth on my deathAnd the bites of want in the dawnWhen the boy disappears with the sun

Though in the darkYou looked so human in your skinThat I called you human in my headAnd did not want you thenAnd felt relieved

An unearthly liquid, so otherAnd I was told to keep it inside till foreverNow I cry astral tears for all the fake holiesThis is how you alchemize you cryI can teach you alchemy if you lick my astral tearsOr maybe just watch me

My pussy tastes like rain to youI will not make this a romantic poemPoems are made of mistakesPoems about poetry are mistakes

I look to mistakes and say am I ok?I look to mistakes and say make me ok

My pussy tastes like pussyAnd I have been scared since the day I was born