Camp

Loving that…

Stifles…

 

 

Locking lips with a rifle…

Consumed by your…

Cran apple fumes…

 

Exploring…

Thee surface of…

Thee…

Pacific…

 

 

Your rituals dont scare me…

Identicle to a prayer meeting…

Sacred etchings on a..

Newly discovered drop cave…

For God sake…

Walls plus ecetra kisses…

Pretending…

As if it was our honeymoon…

Redipped in hotspings…

With persision, patiently giving…

I take so…

I can give it…

Give me that fruit bubble yum…

So I can pop you…

98.6 degrees Fahrenheit enters…

my mouth to my body tingles…

Like bubble wrap at that…

Pop!

 

I’m the new years resolution…

Your mama doesn’t want for you.

 

(mama)

“girllll you better stay away from his mind.”

“Not the man physically.”

“There is something you will never see inside.”

“This man!”

 

 

You didn’t listen…

Now your enveloped in…

As my prisoner…

 

Hypnotic…

Yemens flock of doves….

 

Camp

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