Sunday, 6 April 2025

 Breasts ache
Heavy yet tender
While the body bloats
The rising anguish
As my periods sets to flow

I seek you
To descend into animalistic madness
Messy it will be
But passionate 

You will bathe in my crimson tide
As I engrave my nails on your beefy structure 
Dyed in purple 
Together we will sketch our rainbow shade.
©LR




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