ancient bodies with modern problems

Asheville NC

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we met you bled and I fed denying that I explicitly want head considering your spread wrapped around me in our homestead I was blind instead on the day we met. removing the fear that keeps me comfortable so near it seems things are more clear even though I feel so queer its pointless to steer a boat grounded by the rear or a bus shuddering with tears highlighting fears with loved ones held so dear my love sparks our love starts we clear the doubt within our heart figuring out how to restart broken veins fallen by dopamine lungs iced from our vice words exchanged to thaw just might left is up and down feels like it is all around thank you for pulling me out a box sealed by a fox, cleaver or not our souls have met I know that I can never forget as I pet your head I know I am blessed