YOU HAVE TO GO FULL LESBIAN VAMPIRE

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YOU HAVE TO GO FULL LESBIAN VAMPIRE

you say,

breath ghosting warm against

the burgundy butterflies

we will discover in the mirror later

 

i swear it’s the oxytocin

but we are long past

things making sense, and

 

maybe we are just tired:

maybe we just want to be small

and gentle

and sleep,

back to chest,

ocean tide breaths

carrying us through the wide quiet night