Thursday, December 7, 2006

enough bout death, my lover, let's


hold yr head kiss yr neck
you mine yes

this is good
don't fear child
run wild

yr stickysweetness tasteodouroverwhelms i love how
yr syrup drips down my chin like a caramilk
tiny morsels at a time slowwwwly creamy

um. yum. yes.

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