One day I want to convince a poetess to fall in love
I want to read a poem she wrote about our first hug
I want her to mix ink with her blood and describe my body inside of hers
I want her to explain the pleasure she had when our visions blurred
I want what we had to be a something she couldn’t explain or resolve
I want her to be the only riddle I could never solve
Valentine's Fall 
Beautiful ❤️
🙏
I hope that was genuine. Lol
What? Why wouldn’t it be?
Who knows. Sometimes there’s a line between genuine and being a creep. Lol I know you’ve had your fair share so I was nervous about being so genuine.
lol All is well and I felt genuine 🤷♀️
Lol okay good Dream Poetess
Maybe one day