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GHD (Good Hair Day)

Fuck you, fuck me, and seriously,
fuck poetic tripe.
(fuck it twice in the ass)

Here’s the deal:

I want my hair to mat
from trailing through
the line of come
I lick off your
lower belly.

The tactility of
that memento
crusting near
my jawline,
as my lips
close over the rim
of an overpriced
latte
celebrates the triumph.
That you got off.  

I want to get you off.

Fuck it,
I don't want to just
get you off,
I want to fuck your face,
smother your reservations  
while my mouth
vacuums your soul
out through your dick

one wet moan at a time.

I want to smell you on me
when I dress
so that each time
a draft catches me,
I shiver and smile,
reliving
the end.
the middle.
the beginning.
and anticipating

beginning
again.

I want your come in my hair.
So I can  twist
a piece of your hot lust
around my finger
halfway through the day,
in effigy
of the way
I twist myself
around your
cock,

around your
mind.  
Written by Betty
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