Sweet pouty mouth -
Loving out loud, living a
rare dream. I taste beautiful
dreams on the tip of my
tongue.
This moment is of
total intricate bliss.
It is only nights like this
that I am only imagining
this.
Feeling
every single thing and being
beautiful enroute to a lucky
inundated imagery turns
to a sweet pouty mouth
happy to not figure a thing
out.
I am happy I wore you, sweet
happy matte red lippy lip.
April - .
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