Trailing Desire

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1 month ago

#poetry
It was last year, we were freshers
Faces are new of course, I felt small
You think you're beautiful? Enter a varsity
Or handsome? You must be joking
There's always someone more comely

Obsession with pinkish vermillion
I like it rough but I got it smooth
Sebum plugs on lips doin’ their work
It's appealing, always appealing, never boring
His height compliments the upper coasts of his oral vestibule

Managed to see the belly button, not my taste
Though the lips already atoned the unatoned
I want to talk to him, but I can't. This time —FEAR.
Not fear of being rejected, but fear of feeling awkward.
What will we discuss? Doesn't stop me from noticing the adipose-invaded glute.

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