Sugar Gloss
SOC. Unedited. Unhinged. So me.
Apr 27, 2026 · 1 min read
My lips are like sugar
Sweet craving of desire
Applied with every stroke of the brush
Not sweet like candy
A sweet of remembrance of the first time you ate a Georgia peach
My kiss is a memory of fumbling in the back of your beat up 1988 Ford Mercury Sable attempting to undo the hooks of your first bra
The excitement rising
Pulsating
Quickening
Nostalgia is a bitter sweet taste
My lips are still like sugar
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