Slapstick love

The perpetual state of a mindfuck.
The level of unholy . Ungodly pleasures.
Something you cant control .
Something you can never appreciate .
You love that feeling.
The feeling of your brain hemorrhaging on itself.
Your excitement at the very brink.
Your voice moaning like its wailing sick.
You blow air out of your mouth with a frisk .
As your lips turn In to the shape of a kiss.
You put that stick away and swear to heaven.
You walk away from that ice cream.
To see the brain freeze never.

-bhavya

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