Happy- an unknown emotion for the bisexual white hoe
I like the way your adult braces feel against my tongue
how our stomach rolls fold in together
you make me want to fuck you twice and even
get coffee in the morning
it's funny that I found lust in the crevice of your belly button
shaved pubes aren't my thing
I like the way they look on you
you are not someone I will even begin to love
But I like sitting in your car
watching the sun melt into the mississippi river
and the smoke on my breath
the way your hand feels on mine
You paid for my sushi
And that's really all love needed to give me today
This poem is about:
My community
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