You’re hurting deep today, bleeding.
We woke, immediately shared hard but valuable words.
You walked me to your bed, our bed
Practically pulled me by my hands,
Fingers outstretched..
Held me closely, cheek to supple flesh
Then we fucked, slow.
Deep in the ruined sheets.
Blood and water, which is thicker?
Which one matters more?
Both are life-giving.
Breathing deep into you. Drowning.
Smiling the whole time.
The royal Cat Moss herself.
St. Simons coffee or bust.