Your brain ever just-
Slob on my knob. Like corn on the cob.
Check in wit me. And do your job.
Lay on the bed. And gimme head.
Don’t hafta ask. Don’t hafta beg.
Juicy is my name. Sex is my game.
Let’s call the boys. Let’s run a train.
Squeeze on my-
in the Taco Bell parking lot?
You could never understand what it’s like being a NICU parent, unless you were one. The sight of seeing your tiny human, ripped from your belly too soon, fighting for their life & not knowing if they’ll even make it through the night, changes you.