I love the pictures
where I can see into the back
of your mouth.
Where I can see exactly where
I want to be.
Slice your stockings with your teeth
and tear down until the skin is exposed.
Glamour fuck your glitter ghost bobble-head
until the sweet silence slivers it's curious
tongue into the caves of eternal rain.
p.s. once when we went out to dinner
I made a tape of your legs under the table
but my favorite part was when you adjusted your belt
and your tits peaked into the screen and then vanished
out of view.
