You look yummy today.
Sweeter than apple pie.
Rose petal cheek bones.
Come closer...
I want that lust.
Love.
Heat.
Addicted to such a ritual.
Yet too many fickle faces cross me.
Love is no longer love.
But pointless meaningless sex.
Unforgivable.
Or maybe I am too unrealistic high up on my pedestal.
I think as I rot alone.
With a tiny secret window full of foolish hope.
Save me.
Save me my biblical angelic angel.
I need you.
To need me.
Save me from the hell I created.
-Mello
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Voices of the Unheard
PoetryVoices of the Unheard is simply about the untold stories humanity has hidden between its pages. - Mello Sakia & Ryuzaki Ryuga Hideki (aka "L")
