I spent a spring and summer eating from the fruit of your lips. The bounty of the soft flesh like pink sugar. Your grip on my cheeks with a hard hand holding my mouth open.
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romantic poetry / halsey
Poetrycrazy to think since 5am all i see is green eyes and i'm lost in them
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I spent a spring and summer eating from the fruit of your lips. The bounty of the soft flesh like pink sugar. Your grip on my cheeks with a hard hand holding my mouth open.
