Last drop of water
You tease me as if I'm a traveler lost in desert and you are the last drop of water.
All my worldly desires come to at end, as I fear I will loose you.
Walking each mile with a dry throat thinking about putting you to my lips, but the fear of what if the desire because intese in the next mile and my fear of loosing you become my reality.
Yep, a tree told me this hoes aren't loyal
Can you hear the trees whispering?
Do you remember what they’re telling you?
My tongue started bleeding, but I still couldn't taste your sweet love.
Was it my desire to be loved that made it easy for you to in on my knees.
Giving me enough to live but not to be alive.
I hope one day I will be grow enough to understand the desire to own a person's mind and concentions but never their heart.
You made me feel I'm never enough, as if my mediocrity will never be able to feed your heavy appetite, but the truth is you are not hungry you have glutani, so matter how many pieces I cut of you will still want more, till the last drop of my blood and even after that you're sweet love will stand 10 feet away from me.
Dengeki Daisy (電撃デイジー)
Where are the lesbians that still appreciate love letters and poetry? Where have y'all gone? Get y'all asses here so I can be sappy w you.
Marcel the Shell with Shoes On (2022) dir. Dean Fleischer-Camp