Sarahsson
moss pillow turned flesh and I hang at the navel of ur breath ur touch bore cladonia a trail of lichens down my spine as u breathe me my hand inside ur skin , penumbral, opens to me and a lining of nacre exposes ur jewel core
moss pillow turned flesh and I hang at the navel of ur breath ur touch bore cladonia a trail of lichens down my spine as u breathe me my hand inside ur skin , penumbral, opens to me and a lining of nacre exposes ur jewel core