your words like pomegranate seeds, stuck in the teeth of my mind, relentlessly bugging me with their sweetness and sourness combined in the most erotic embrace.
my tongue tainted of you, will i be ever able to speak about something that isn't you?
i hope not. you taste so good.
YOU ARE READING
a lei
Poetryam i a lesbian? good question. maybe i am. i don't really know. but if i were to fall in love with a woman, i think it would be like this.
