She undresses like honey In a half emptied bottle, it is warm it is good it is god.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIShe undresses like honey In a half emptied bottle, it is warm it is good it is god.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIYou know the marks of my skin better than anyone else. I’d be lying if I didn’t say you’ve made a few yourself.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIPain has one name but finds you through many.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIMy longing for intimacy does not abandon the love I’ve built for myself.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIYour happiness doesn’t need permission from someone else.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIThere is no permission with love it comes like the bullet and does the same trick.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIYou made me feel crazy for wanting to be loved like it wasn’t the thing you promised to do.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIListening – it is a love I cherish well.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIIs it love that really binds us? isn’t lust the first to find us? Was my heart so fucking worthless that you threw it all behind us?
QUINN ZUKOWSKIA vicious cycle of becoming the thing that hurt you the most- Life.
QUINN ZUKOWSKII’m chasing old feelings because tomorrow has yet to show me anything better than you.
QUINN ZUKOWSKISkin is just the softest cage.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIMy mind is never where it needs to be and doesn’t tell me where it goes it runs away one window to the next looking for you.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIMouths open and very close catching sounds inside our throats.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIPoems and pictures blood and light everything worth feeling twice is bound with such a price.
QUINN ZUKOWSKIIts been a while since a new face learned my favorite things.
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