I could never name you as a sophistry, sapphic thoughts are so pretty to me so changing a sin for a taste of you wouldn't be so bad, would it be?
You're in my scenarios, l'appel de l'ange, a true beauty.
You make me want to cry because you're so gorgeous, I'll cry in both situations - but the tears, shouldn't they rather be saved for such profanity?
You're too elegant to put beneath key, I want the world to see you like my poetry because susie is you and the letters are ready, I'll post them to you when society can't stop me.
Scared to kiss you in worry that I'll ruin but I could never cast you away for a sense of purity.
Des pensées si sincères ou des pensées de satan lui-même?
Sinfully a girl's, but perfectly yours, I want to whisper against your precious skin with all these insane thoughts.
Kiss me in the D-A-R-K, dark tonight, that's what Lana said and I won't break a promise.
I'll kiss you till I can't breathe, intoxicants can't compare, your lips are darker than lilac, ecstasy violet.
If you were really ecstasy then I'd never be clean, I'm an addict when it comes to you, je t'adore, bébé.
Pray tell, why isn't being addicted okay, was I born to please? Can't I keep you close, without their problematic intensity?
Pour nous ce n'est pas grave, oublions leurs pensées à l'ancienne, tu es tout pour moi et rien ne peut arrêter ça, c'est une promesse chérie.
© Sincerely, ♡ - March 2023
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My Guts Create A Tapestry - Poetry
PoetryThis poetry is strictly copyright, it's all written by me. These poems tend to be written sweetly so you could be reading the most gorey poem and it'd be like it's romantacised. I don't try to romantacise them, it's the way I write. You'll possibly...
