I am steeping tea. Jasmine Green Tea. / Fuck tea.
Category Archive: sex, kink, and the erotic
She knows that to choose is divine
no one taught me about / pleasure, is what I’m saying. I’m splayed / on your kitchen counter.
We could make our own scenes to show the rhythm of our motions through wavelengths.
a girl slides into my dms offering sweet gifs / or the blood of my enemies.
By the water at night teenagers are fucking. / When there is skin there are bits of earth, clinging.
Consider the quotidian horrors—this life your 80s sitcom with a laugh-track, the audience who knows how this ends.
the glowing,/torch-stricken thing I couldn’t quit.
she nods and he hands her a cup. they sit in comfortable silence.
If i cry,/we get to heaven
Honey Lit 