fuck, boy
i want to paint your glory.
touch your body
lick it taste it. damn!
nothing seems to quench my thirst.
you make me hungry like i've never had real food
like all i've been eating has been empty pulp
your taste smells divine
you're a fucking GOD
of my world. i want to worhship you
and hear your pleasure.
Be Loud for me, my feast! spread it all out!
i can never get enough of you...
your voice is my orgasm
your hair is wilderness that speaks to my inner caveman
your head is my holy grail
your eyes tell me all the feelings
I've always wanted to feel.
there's a jungle in your irises
a mischievous shine of your spirit
forever young at heart. you're ambrosia.
look at me! i need your gaze to breathe.
you in-spire my fire
make me burn with desire
i'm high on adoration
your smile-- i NEED that. it's better than fucking B12, choline, and magnesium.
you're my mozzarella (the good quality kind!). except I melt FOR you. want to bite you.
bite INTO you.
get inside your world.
get inside your body.
taste your saliva right off your tongue.
suck on it. hear you pant.
feel the shape of your lips under my tongue
(just broke linguistic correctness for you!)
feel your throat vibrating as i kiss that sacred temple
rub against your stubble
squeeze your ass
(damn, i just--)
hold your hand
your wizard fingers
press against you
hard, baby.
be me. i'll be you. we'll be one. shared lungs. shared heart.
FUCK! that's not enough
i'm hungry
words are stupid. so 2D and dry.
i want to be a wolf and howl to the bloody summer moon.
you're driving me crazy.
peeling away all the sophistication
leaving only bare wild LUST.
sweaty with need
i want to thrust
i want to get lost
in your glorious soul
in your perfect body
in your sounds, smells, taste, feel,
you're my senses' sense. i live
to be able to experience you
from inside out. every cell. every droplet of your sweat
saliva
spunk.
fuck, baby, be mine.
i'm already yours.
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the way you live fascinates me
the way you think--
i'm idealising u as fuck.
dk y, just brain being brain.
snapshots capture all the beauty
make the shadows look enticing
while in real life they're just shadows:
ugly, painful, weird, harsh, scary
ur skin shines though. the outside looks exquisite.
the inside makes the bite.
ur so much more than i can imagine(?)
but my imagination likes simple stuff.
so what i know abt u is, frankly, enough.
but i'm still hungry. fuck everything.
CZYTASZ
heart beats
Poetry~ poezje itp ~ w gruncie rzeczy, jesteśmy worami mięsa, kości, i flaków. ale w tym worze mieści się mózg, a mózg to wciąż niezbadana złożoność, która z prostego wora potrafi uczynić święty graal. the heart beats/heartbeats/heartbeat: serce bije, ser...
