I believe in lesbian pornography.

…the sand is round our waists, at a given moment your skin splits from throat to pubis, m/ine in turn from below upwards, I spill m/yself into you, you mingle with m/e m/y mouth fastened on your mouth your neck squeezed by m/y arms, I feel our intestines uncoiling gliding among themselves, the sky darkens suddenly, it contains orange gleams, the outflow of the mingled blood is not perceptible, the most severe shuddering affects you affects m/e both together, collapsing you cry out, I love you m/y dying one your emergent head is for m/e most adorable and most fatal, the sand touches your cheeks, m/y mouth is filled.

love song to a moc beau

Lets read poety and fuck.

optimism

...just cause I'll arch my back real pretty when you put your hand there and wink while I strap my heels back on doesn't mean I want to be your girlfriend. My femme can show you what you want to see. But she won't let you in unless you earn it.