lick, milk, lareisa griner.
lick up my love, like a cat thirsty for a bowl of warmed milk. a quiet pleasure, a craving so rarely quenched. thick and pure in nature; straight out of my own breast.
a woman’s love: nothing more, nothing less.
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LAREISA G. }
writing in silences
the reincarnation of feelings
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