TheAmbassadorOfRomanceInVenus's blog: "Appreciating Romantic Friends"

You… Pierced below Three in the bed now More powder for the nose I’ve never cared this little Nor at all Laughter is not my speech But I think I understand it, when spoken by you HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Did the urine go sour after it kept you warm? Or did I miss the year of fermentation While I perfected my form Nothing missed is nothing lost…but these are rules of war And for awhile I thought sex was just a game… I miss fucking you, although for so long you have remained by my side What is worse in me than what I refuse to hide? Pasty cheeks go rosy over the invitation While innocence is a feast it often leads to fasting And I am nearly kissing starvation Why is it not enough to just feel a body? To feel a voice? Punishment and contrition are orgasms in ethereal fields And I am the way and the light of all that was gained on that false night. …you’re kisses still chew my eyes And my air turns to mold in the pale green clinic of your temper tantrum morality Your code of conduct, your personal bible and savior are still smeared with strangers cum There’ll be a licking at mass tonight!!!!!!!!!!