Lust grows faster than the western end.
Head, rest below the rock max, petal,
Rain drop in dark forest land,
Don't trim, green eyes crave a total,
you see a wolf, teeth down on tiger's neck,
Bloods roll, fleet to a salty blank.
YOU ARE READING
Tigress from the east
PoesíaA poetry collection written by a Chinese girl. Biggest life goal of her: sitting in perfect balance of daylights and nights, back towards a mysterious naked tree, a cup of chai is better than coffee. Thinking, turn a being as living
