pretty little things

from your mouth to mine

a feeling so divine

a lightness like wine


your intimacy is a poison

you fill me up and empty me

an emptiness never satiated

i am inebriated

i am nauseated

your touch is serrated

but your embrace

always awaited.


you love me and you leave me

my puckered lips so keen

your cherry eyes glazed

i love you nicotine

  • Author: D (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 24th, 2018 02:59
  • Category: Love
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  • GON

    I wish I could read this.

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