poetry

sparks from a fire fly through dark night air

god//dess

this body never existed for your dick my skin does not expect your desperate touch a pussy built to feel warm desirable love   every femme is meant to be…

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TAKING FORM

    UNION Decamping from the world intuition as art sacred, profane, hermetic united in one flesh + boxing gloves ready for attack / withdrawal simple flower reed of night…

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