I WRAPPED MYSELF UP WITH SATAN IN THE SHEETS LAST NIGHT

joonsawn

last night,

i tasted loneliness on your tongue,

i seen emptiness in your eyes,

i heard an scream in your moans.

 

i wrapped myself up with satan in the sheets last night.

 

next morning,

i tasted you in my mouth,

i seen emptiness in my bed,

i heard nothing in my room.

  • Author: chill (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 7th, 2018 02:30
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 20
  • User favorite of this poem: vermahl.
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Comments2

  • orchidee

    Oops, I don't think he makes a good bed-fellow!

  • vermahl

    simple and sweet.

    • joonsawn

      thank you.



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