Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Title: Nasty Thoughts
Posted On: 2014-03-16 08:43:56 UTC
Pussy is poetry Pussy is power A fruit of juice A blossoming flower I wanna smell you on my fingers after you leave Make me yours and I'll drink til you're pleased Float on my tongue as a canoe in the ocean Let your flower rain on me and let it explode No sex, no sex Just show me your peach Grind your hands through my hair and teach I'm yours, I'm yours Drown me in your nature as it pours Wave through your tides with my tongue as oars Take me, there shall be no fight Give your pink matter light I want nothing more so I won't regret you Just wanted to taste your fruit before I met you
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