Poems from Natblim
The dew drops of the sky lay on my skin, creating flowers that even god wants to pick.
She melted in my hand, covering me.
Making my hands sticky and sweet,
you could try to lick her off but her taste still stays.
She...
Mi amor, sugar rests on your lips
When your legs spread, honey trickles down for me to taste.
The air around you becomes sweeter with...
Breathe
I’m telling myself to breathe
Breathe, you’re gonna be fine
Breathe, you’re going to be happy
Breathe, soon you can cry...
You, with the brown desert eyes, that made me swelter.
You, with the brown desert eyes, that made me cold with a single touch.
My body...