tangerine
...
...
particular tokens of little. your wizard hat is great chaos
ascending. my dress, scattered lustre. i have been writing
a harp machine for your new tongue. and let my thighs pour into
air
birds that fly back from the night
the cinema of your lips.
...
...
particular tokens of little. your wizard hat is great chaos
ascending. my dress, scattered lustre. i have been writing
a harp machine for your new tongue. and let my thighs pour into
air
birds that fly back from the night
the cinema of your lips.
