I want to drink your breath from a fragile, little tea cup Tasting the steam lifting from a split lip bleeding in the snow Our mouths love carefully as if tenderness could cauterize the damage waiting underneath. Our teeth press, passionate punctures Biting into skin like silk pulled too hard Blood beads down your chin a rosary of red between our lips I kiss you softer as it spills tongue tending to what it’s stealing cradling your ache as I drink delicate as a dying bird, and I hold your face the way one holds something breaking while my mouth drains stars into your lungs
🤩 the last part! I just love this!!!
Thank you 🖤🖤
Wake up babe, new Morana drop
Is that what your email says to you?
Oh the passion! Every line drips of it.
No actually your email notification says “New Gore Fetishism Prose from Morana In Chaos”
This is good, I think I’ll use this lol
I came up with it! I better get credit, or else
bahahaha deal. its all you booboo
I am not a little bear