My love for you
Is a brothel where
Your scent comes and goes
But I stay right here
The sheets unfold
Uncover the soul I bared
You lingered on
But then you left paying your fare
Will we always meet and greet?
Will we never hold fast?
Will it just be a trade?
Won't you try for it to last?
Alas they're all whims
'Cause no one ever comes around
You satisfy your desires
You return to your crown
I stay in my brothel
My life's dynamic being the halt Awaiting for another night
Where I'll be your maiden
And you,
The muse to my vault.
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Moonflame
Poetry• POETRY • Vulnerable, soothing, at times romantic and on others- just a bit bubbly. Here to express myself through the words that I pen. Grateful if you choose to join me in this journey 🤍
