Dumb Poet IX
“Why do you wish to worship me so? Is my mind you crave or the juices that flow... between rounded valleys with such supple creases. Moistness similar to Rose water leading to a cavern that deepens .... into a UNIVERSE not known to all men
“You are..... a fascinated dream, I wish you can see your full potential.
It kills me to see you waste away around unhealthy environments and poisonous people.
In my eyes you’re a King of your craft, beautifully made from the divine up above, chocolate skin smooth like butter, hair fluffy like clouds, lips rounds and dick so delicious it makes me stutter”