Post Coitus Rock

Skin and eyes.

Skinny skinny.

Naturally glamorous. So

naturally glamorous.

 

A couple cold

hammers. A bag

of cut hair. Say

fuck a lot. Shades

of Dorian Gray.

 

So in like

in lost in

you like

a talking

cornfield.

 

So close

your

eyes. Explaining

colors

to the blind.

 

Every gesture.

God, licking

and spit

gently. Could

groan forever.

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