Some Carbs Or Other
cup me in some sweet condolences
leave me dusted in saccharin
after honey licks
there on your lips
autumn burst fruits
and
bruises
my blush of knowing
too much
my rush of tasting
enough
to be hooked on your liqueur
lips. granulated resistance
spent.
echo.
fullness empties,
echo.
post
coitus tristesse,
echo
sugar the fruits'
echo
Copyright © Mr Quipty | Year Posted 2016
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