God is watching you filthy lesbians

Her hair cradling the back of my neck

its quiet in the top of my bunk bed

I smell of lavender & mint juul

So many addictions

In the glimmer of your eye

I know you want to be next

Pale pink sheets

Daisy disinfectant

Drunk wine kisses

I won't promise you anything I don't have already

I can't give you time

Flowers are too expensive

heart too heavy to hold

Instead

Take the crook of my knee

The curve of my spine

My left ass cheek

Scratches from chipped nails

The imprint of my kisses

A hit of my dab pen

Another kiss

My hands on your thighs

Open your legs

Extend your arms

Let me melt into

Sin  

 

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