Yr open mouth awaiting my harvest,
drink from me Love. I mean to squeeze
your cheeks to force open your mouth.
I’ll hold your nose as you look up at me
to encourage you to swallow. Don't
spill a drop, I am a river. You are my
canyon. I mean to flow through you.
I mean to subdue and tame you.
My Love. RFK Jr's Erotic Poem to Olivia Nuzzi