Acute Hill

It fits the description of a good time Mostly because it's warm outside and the vibe is mad cill and the end result feels oh so fine I know this feeling This sheltered hike This narcissistic impulsive sweet think fits all of the corners of my mind Sweat peeling close like a shrine Gloss on my brow and my smile Pressed against my pores with sunshine Have I ever been in love... I scribe Like how I feel... like If it wasn't so serene so Tense in succubus so dense in a scream A mile and a mile I would smile to be ontop of a cute hill as I roll my tongue in thrills ... Thinking about my heart beating this My all seeking it My bursting seething lick Atop that breezy sit Acute Hill...