He's picturesque, inspired by sin
A mind made man to satiate lust
A kiss as close as breathe, and hot as sun-kissed skin
He leads me back into his bed
And we begin to spin and spin and spin
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Violet Inferno
PoesíaThis is a collection of poems that I have accumulated over the last few months. I do intend to turn this into a series so please, do let me know how much you "enjoy". Occasionally I find myself restless and libidinous, full of vast and complex thoug...
