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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