Crave

I just finished a few vectors for my canvass, I am so in love with one of the pegs, I can’t stop staring at it…I think I just turned asexual hahaha…now that’s crazy…

I can’t wait for my canvass to arrive… the wait is killing me…ugh…

please hours, give me the base of my lover so I can make love with it soon…

I want to touch the base, brush my hands in each single pore with my thick moist neons… I will scar its surface with my sharp palette knife and watch it bleed in the palm of my hands…a colorful wave of the blood in me…

…hunger…I’m famished…

I crave…oh hours, send my lover soon while my hunger is insatiable… I cannot sleep at night thinking about the taste…the taste…I could feel it in me…I am burning…fever…that’s what it is...a pulsating rush in between my thighs…ahhhh….oh hours…I shiver in the dark thinking…thinking…fill me in…fill me in…