stomach tied in knots,
queasy,
throwing up.
all in good fun,
but
what if they
discovered what
we've concealed for long.
tempting, tired, sick.
warm, soft, gentle.
rough, tease, cold.
this is getting old.
we're not who we used to be
YOU ARE READING
bodies ➳ author
Puisipoems that i've written, one line song lyric(s) at the end of each. the poems are meaningless and just "describe" that've happened.
