I work hard, work out, drink some tea
You are so gorgeous and I see
No matter what's the level of your grass
I like your lips, your ***** and ***

I'm slowly starting from your top
I'm getting down, a little stop
Your silent twins seem very lonely
My tongue help them to know me

I feel how I believe an apple with worms must feel. I am aware of my desire to ripen and be eaten, and I am also aware of the *****, crawling creatures inside of me. I will be cut open, and they will see the dirt brown rotting of my core. It is a tragedy that I could've been like those sweet, red apples, and it is a tragedy that I never could've been like them as well.

There are so many fears
Of height, of death or lack of beers
The biggest fear of every vet
Is when your ***** is not wet

You like Vancouver and rock music
You hate Miami and abusers
I brought you flowers and some wine
I want cowgirl and *******

I fall in love with you my sweetie
I wanna kiss you, you are my kitty
The perfect couple you and I
Are you ok with 69?

I like your smile, your eyes and tiny waist
Your hair, your ears and pretty face
My kids are saying you are the GOAT
While dying slowly in your throat

I'm not as blond as Ryan Gosling
I like your ***, I hate to gossip
All day you are running on my mind
I wanna pound you from behind

I don’t speak many languages but I’m fluent in *******
My tongue is bilingual in moans and *******
A professional cunnilinguist that teaches her to forget every word in the English language except for my name.

in dishes made for food
in cups made to drink
***** hands will hold them up to block the sun

like people forced to work
to soften clanks against their plate

a stair rail forced to break
sits kindly beside it’s well
exactly almost where it’s meant to be

like mom starts her shift
beneath her wheels will turn
and turn and turn

a worn down walking cane
pushed through door handles
assigned to keep it shut against the wind

a woman limps across
with all her weight she leans
between the handles, against the creaking crane
exactly almost where it’s meant to be

like when i go to work
the pull of chatting with a friend
you feel the forming group
exactly almost where i’m meant to be
exactly almost
exactly almost where I’m meant to be