
My desires are an endless ocean
Storms churn through depths
Even I don't know
A caregiver, a goddess, a little desert
To be owned and loved
To be free and wild
To lithely bounce from violent love
To gentle lust
And collapse into eachother's arms
Exhausted
But I know my desire to fly
On wings I was not given
And that to thirst brings no water
Let alone wine
So I build my own wings
While knowing better
Than to trust my own hands
For an approximation of those desires
Is more than one can hope for
Let alone depend on
About the Creator
D351
trans manic goblin dream girl who chain smokes candy cigarettes and sings along to septic pumps



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