I could feel it come.
Traveling out of me,
wandering down my thighs-
The sudden gushes of when I had you inside.
The moisture creeping down my legs-
As I looked down to see it fall,
I saw you so white-
I could see my sexual desires,
in the path you left behind-
So I stood there-
Staying a while on my own,
Giving myself thrush.
TEXT- THE FEMALE ZOO
