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Coming Home

What does it mean? That each time I write about you, I write about my mouth on your cunt, Me sucking all sweet and you all in me, We’re so tender with one another, Maybe one shove or one tiny … Continue reading

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Red Seeds

There are ways of eating pomegranates in Iran. In Persia we soften the fruit by pressing into it hard, Then we bite the flesh to release the juices.   With my lips on your not quite a clit, Not quite … Continue reading

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1am in San Francisco

Laying in my bed with you at 1am. Sheets tangled, Listening to Nico whisper “Sunday Morning”, This is all I ever wanted.   It is a cool San Francisco night, Filled with fog and promise, Your small palm is pressed … Continue reading

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