Zombili

I like her two faces

But let's not count.
Even though the binary erases
The spaces in the spectrum that do not amount
I believe, you are not confined.
When I try to box you, it's to comfort my mind
To understand in which category I will find, U.
But, I like her.
Her voice quiets my femme
Let's me be a sub that sings a hymn
About how her I like my pussy eaten.
How I like my ass to be bitten.
A little smitten,
but remember December's ticking