Dinner table.

Grab you close make sure our lips lock
Soft breath on your neck before I attack
You love when I move your hair; place a wet kiss on your neck’s back
Move down slowly as I scale the twin peaks.
I see your eyes baby. Gettin lost in the heat
Still moving below my lips on your stomach. Continue my descent below the navel
Brace yourself Love. I’m at the dinner table.

You can be anywhere in the world but you’re here with me

It’s crazy to me that people actually visit here. Even moreso that y’all come here to actually READ my writing. Not just for music or whatever else I’m ‘supposed’ to do. (I swear Ima start covering shoes again. One day. Lol). The homie told me he visits. Shocked. My new favorite. She visits. Has me on her blogroll. Before I even knew she existed! And beast. The day she said she’s ‘lowkey obsessed’ with this here site (even if it was just in that moment), MAN! That shit meant so much to me. Apparently she doesn’t miss much. But for someone to say that? (nevermind I know she’s way more fresher at writing than me. Or that her opinion FUCKING MATTERS to me) that shit made me feel like this is not all for nothing. So to all of you. Thank you.
More pancakes? …. Bitches.

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