all a bunch of spitters by Olivia Weinkeinintoxicating
and her breath surrounded him like night
so dark and cold he chilled
with a bottle of make believe in his hand
and her tongue full of promises in his
mouth
he dared not swallow
she unwrapped herself in his arms
and choked between his legs
so afraid of what would happen next
she dared not swallow
04/02/2002 Posted on 04/02/2002 Copyright © 2024 Olivia Weinkein
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