she’s the sage burning in your gut if only you could see it the thin veil of smoke separating you from Eden if you can follow it ride her

kitty cat scaredy cat rat-a-tat tattered tail pheromones gave away your hideaway survival of the fittest in these cat-and-mouse power...

I sweat the sweet nectar of life from my pores, the oils of ecstasy do pour tear ducts of salty seas hot with Poseidonion fury and...