Crime scenes of pure sex, thorns on her body, blow-dry.

“A cascade of thousands of pomegranate pits fructify her from above and female h…”

“Their raspy kisses brand our jam tart necks, their treacherous miasma clasps ou…”

“Stretch out your tongue and let the words drip on the world like savage shootin…”

“Heat in her birds of prey fingertips, smoke of gilded flowers in her aureate go…”