Seems like a fantasy
Prince and princess
He keeps on sucking my lips ,
Like there is no tomorrow
Making me melt down
I don't know babe,where I am now ..
Cloud nine or at the entry of hell
He holds my hands like there's no morn when I am dying inside
I pleaded and pleased him with all the ways to let go of me one day....
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This is brilliant.
I wonder if he knows.
He doesn't know anything till now,hope he never knows.
b/w this poem is not completed I guess,something feels missing.
and thank you for your comment.
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