holiday romance over 05.08.18
these past weeks were intense
night and day clucking
back home and coming to sense
got a bad STI from bucking.
it was instant
the eye connection
proof to the poetry world of this infant
showing the same as zimbabwe election.
want to loose contact
my heart dose drop a beat
its why never do the love interact
prey to god not on same street.
admit about producing
its proof here is a stallion
this love not real and now reducing
george laughing upstairs as he is now orwellian.
thank you for sleeping
nights were sweeter then pickle
love that will always be creeping
i deserved every slap and no tickle.
wanted to remove from hard drive
holiday romance is now history
never have i felt so more alive
glad its over as hated your mystery.
- Author: hilllow ( Offline)
- Published: August 12th, 2018 04:30
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 9
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