To my future lesbian lover:
My hips have been deprived
of your warm hands for years now
They’re dry, cracking
waiting for you to give life to them
like a plant close to death
finally getting some sprinkles of water on its face
and sunlight glaring at its butt
My heart aches for you lesbian lover
something else also aches for you right between my honey brown thighs
Oh lesbian lover, walk the hundred miles
come here and take all of me
My hands are extending
My eyes are closed
My white night gown slipping off on its own
come and claim me as yours
For i know your heart is breaking to meet the slow beating drum of mine.
Thank you guys for 500 subscribers hehehe. glad you are all here, spiraling with moi through this rocky but still spinning earth. mwah mwah mwah
Song of the day: I want my future love to feel like this song.
Love love this. It feels like accepting the love that you WILL definitely get instead of chasing and searching.