i let my inhibitions bloom.
her is he without the
restrictions and my
blood always flows
down the inside of my
thigh, lovers have licked to
feel the sensuality of my body.
my soft teenage body of dreams
and ambition. naive and sweet, i
am the wet dreams of your father,
and i am the internet search you
type, every night like clock work.
look at my lips.
look at the sweetness.
if only you could taste my
objects of desire.
let your inhibition go,
i am he without the
restrictions and my
blood always flows
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