THAT INTIMATE SICKLY SWEET AROMA RISES UP FROM THE

STICKY FLOOR U AND ME R STANDING ON .

IM WONDERING WHAT UR THINKING, IF IT’S THE SAME?

THE SENSATION OF A BIRD FLAPPING ITS WINGS 2 GET OUT OF

MY CHEST CAVITY IS TUGGING AWAY WRESTLING WITH THIS FLESHY DESIRE AND SNAKING UP FROM MY GUTS. YOU HAVE NO.

THAT BURNING OF UR UMBER DEADLIGHT GAZE INTO THE MIDDLE

OF MY IDLE FLESHY CORE IS BOTH EXCRUCIATING AND DEEPLY PLEASURABLE. AND AWAKENING. I WANT THIS PAIN, MORE OF THIS PAIN. AN ISOLATED

DESERT U STAND AUTONOMOUS SLY LOVER AND MY

DELICATE TONGUE WANTS TO LICK ITS WAY

THRU UR DRY DESERT CHARACTER 2 THE TENDER PARTS OF YOU THAT IS

MURKY LIQUID 2 SWIM IN THOSE DARK WATERS WITHOUT FLOTATION DEVICES

AND GRAPPLE WITH THE RISKS OF THIS DECISION MAKING TOWARD ABSOLUTION.

KWELLING THIS FEBRILE POTENCY 2 SUM KIND OF WILFULLSUBMI$$ION

SO THAT I CAN HAVE A MOMENT WITH U.