TESS TENNESSEE MILLER

outside there are lights moving, and bodies moving, but my own body is still a formless craving, gasping at the beauty of those fluctuation, enabling others

where you going to get that fire?

and I ask them to sit some, my eye gasp, body heavy, body; mind sharp.

“darling, we are going to have to break some shit, to give each other what we want….. I only hope that you are up for it. “