welcome to her face
and she's crying in and out
male routes down her cheek
the one you thought you knew
with the mesmorizing kiss
she'd creep her legs open
slowly, exposing
a desert
an abiss
and welcome to her face
she's seeping
while you thrust
while you stab at her
and she's writing poetry
with her finger tips
on the dirty sheets
the cream and white sheets
the bloodied sheets
little words and
she's exclaiming
and she's still screaming
so welcome to her face
to the man inside the woman
her eyes are saying halt
while her breath
and moans exalt
she's holding on to air
as you collapse into
her chest
the sternum that incases
that inprisons
her heart
and when you slick her up
her belly
her breasts
and she wipes it off
just
welcome to her face.

welcome to her face. at 7:24 p.m.

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