Let me try
painting my desires
with my eyes.
There you go!
Love is your wardrobe
& pain, your accessory.
It goes so well
with your smile-
teasing & taunting!
there,yet not there!
your nose is my playground
& your thought is my home.
To hell with poetry-
You are brutally hot
I am fatally horny.
Ah, what are you,
but a desire of my making!
What are you-
My mistress
or my master?
2 comments:
I wonder where u get the inspirations from.
Bringing in the embellishments and then cutting to brass tacks - neat graph!!
:) Wondering about 'nose being the playground' though.. Just had a macabre thought!!
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