"Amateur Poetry"

Mahogany Smiles
Nov 13, 2025
1 min read

Three bodies unite on the night of someone's sabbath,

Ego becomes habit,

Three disgustingly tangled tongues,

Thirty toes and dirty towels,

Our skin cries heavy, On each other's,

A pint of dark liquor

Stares from the desk,

Encourages face cheeks to become seat cushions,

Fingertips drip,

Caresses his taint,

Right now rolls into tomorrow,

Juices of an apricot

Washes the sheets,

Untamed screams

Sage the bedroom

And we

Hold wombs in our palms,

Mouths full of pussy,

She wrote her own psalms,

Called it prayer.

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