to be marie antoinetted
he ties off the condom and hands it to me. some kind of luck. that the whole world might come as such: all wealth, all luxe, gifts from my registry. also, for kicks, please send what other prizes sex can get: a fruitbasket, a pain au chocolat, a bedroom set. I could be satisfied. but it hasn’t happened yet.
so many stark declarations! so many limes. all the rant and chatter of these all going minds! tell me who you are, your first love, surrender every secret! give it! hands up! all my confessions huzzah! won’t let up!
I need a beverage that is like the color blue. that is titled. something like aquifer. or your majesty. that holds up to scrutiny. alludes to the quenching: of hopefully.
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