Friday, February 28, 2025

cliche

 trying to write about love when everything about love is cliche is an impossible task so you might as well embrace it! heres a poem about it

Cliche
Your beauty face eyes mind lips are
Soft as a feather ink a blade of grass skin lips cloth
And when you kiss me my stomach brain lips toes curl.
You walk with grace power poetry urge a whisper
Away, leaving me longing hoping wishing wanting thirsty
For more of your painful delicious disgusting spit.
I want to hold kiss grab lasso your waist
and pull you close towards me into my chest until you
Break my ribs hold me back crawl inside.
I think you're great lovely fucked up cool warm beautiful
Something!

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