Poem by Frank Reardon
While Her Legs Rest Upon My Shoulders milk honey circles underneath, inside her thighs crushed Pina colada strawberry smoothie parted lips a circle a remedy cunt grips speaks Lew Welch things, floating through [...]
While Her Legs Rest Upon My Shoulders milk honey circles underneath, inside her thighs crushed Pina colada strawberry smoothie parted lips a circle a remedy cunt grips speaks Lew Welch things, floating through [...]