Paradise
The perfect ring of red
I worship
at her temple
So we can
both find paradise
My devotion
isn’t kneeling
it’s meeting
If paradise is found
it’s because
we arrive there
together
*
To me
she is the gift
that keeps on giving
Today she met me
on her knees
The lipstick
so red and
prominent
just one thing
on her mind
The perfect
ring of red
Slowly
she took me
into herself
Deeper than
ever before
She was
gasping
crying
choking
She pushed
herself
hard
Until
she left
the perfect
stain
Paradise
🫦