Here’s the thing

So I just made dinner

I’m listening to this playlist I made for a word friend.

I’m all alone sipping on brown & light

Shirt off, boots on

Turned on

Talking to people to distant to satisfy my cravings.

I don’t want to fuck

I want to make sensual love.

This r&b is getting to me

In the best way.

These ballads

This drink

An all i can do is think

Who’s close to me

How can I see

Who’s actually interested in this energy.

I’m talking about good sex

Leave fuck at the door

Can I worship before you

Between your thighs

Will you bless me with a baptism

Can we get wet together

Come to me

Cum with me

– dreads

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