Soft and Mellow
Your Lips, Divine
Skin on Skin
A Hot thrilling Crime
Push and Pull
Your Hands, my Waist
A Painful Delight
Bites and Taste
Soft and Mellow
Your Lips, Divine
Skin on Skin
A Hot thrilling Crime
Push and Pull
Your Hands, my Waist
A Painful Delight
Bites and Taste
Sticky and salty, sweat dripping off me.
I feel the desert, all-consuming.
Burning hot sand under my feet, sun burning my cheeks.
I’m burning up, my body shaking the world won’t stop turning.
I moan and groan while polar bears have no home.
Icy lands a fading memory
what am I doing here I should be helping!
I do one last squat, one last puff, one last jump
I collapse on the floor, my fats giggling and jiggling.
The problems of the world were what?
Forgotten, phone in my hand.
Procrastination.
Distraction.
My inaction.
You hear us in the wind
You see our faces on walls
But our stories have yet to be told.
Death Separates us
Fear keeps us apart
but our stories must be heard.
Who dares to step into our world?