Saturday, September 21, 2013


I get to kiss those sweetness
as it rolls in
I get to crush those roughness
as it struggle to escape
I get to touch those surface
as it break into pieces
I get to suck those perfection
as it molds into richness

Getting greedy every time
until begets the newly born
so soft but hard enough
to sting every senses
to cut off gayness
resistance doesn't work
vigorous grab it did
even dripping rain
could not soothe

wewen's voice

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