the mud spits on my face I am drowning inside of this awakening covered in the beauty of filth discover-- the triggers on the inside of my closet roles reversing gender gaps fading true equality freedom fingering my cunt a female persuasion along the painted line I walk in celebration
A recent creation in my brain has made me reach a cliff in my mind I must jump but am waiting for the time when everything is right the water needs to be high & the sky a beautiful turquoise.
watching the artery as the blood runs its beat desires churn images in my mind.. lapping up a bloody mess suckling on your senews in extreme pleasure. A ride electric Complete hunger escaping from my blossoming flower. A temptress leaving domesticity behind. Let you grip me, Passion.