Apr 3, 2021
I hope you moan my name when you masturbate. I hope my body eats your imagination and my love is all over your hand.
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I hope you moan my name when you masturbate. I hope my body eats your imagination and my love is all over your hand.
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Surrogate father I nearly fuck
Left him abruptly - everything was too much
Talking to him in the couch
My favorite father - Angela and Lester
Didn't die they grew up
Now they're talking in the night
A connection past the border lines
I N S T A G R A M : emberpoems
incandescent
round the cul-de-sac slowly almost drifting through late afternoon sunlight, but fading, a little didn’t bother with sunscreen— too sad to care
hard to understand this isolation
new houses are being built empty plots and scaffolding dust and cornfields. quiet, shallow blue ponds undulating
want to wade into the water and never surface
want to speed the decay and burrow deep enough
to vanish completely
The sunflowers. The starry night knowing their pose. In a van gogh with cracks to let the light in against the balcony railing.
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My body in the ocean.
haunted
In crashing waves.
She has a name that's like /frosted animal crackers/ and ice skating rinks. It sounds so eternal until you come down to your own life. She wraps her finger around a loose string from her skirt. Lock her thighs together. While a hundred boys would split there hands to touch her hips. A perfect barbie doll with blonde hair. Where strands become loose like flower petals. In the dark /she twists herself and spits into her palms/ peels herself everywhere.
We should be on a beach somewhere in Greece. You read a book and I rest my head on your stomach, topless. Our fingers never stop intersecting as our bodies percolate.