Your body is so hard:

Your body is so hard:

The way it feels underneath my fingertips.

Your clothes seem painted on

Your eyes are gray porcelain

They stare at me, an unblinking stare of seduction

I love it all.

I love every inch, every detail of your body, though some may be plastic

I love the way your painted-red lips are upturned in a smile

I love how you never seem to look away.

I love how you have no vagina.

by julio san miguel scara ann kanjirathumoottil

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