my lips are two rosed poles
stiff and straight as they hit yours
sometimes they're
avalanches, pouring lust
and drowning your tongue
sometimes they're models
giving five second shots, switch
with secret inside cheek licks
if i were to choose four things to exist
models
avalanches
poles
your lips















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thanks
you're pretty awesome too
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"To love and be loved...that is all that matters"
i love the way you put it, explain it
and the fact that poles, avalances, models don't have anything in common, makes it interesting.
or open for interpretation?
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"remember, remember. the fifth of november."
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