My eye is a sinner
Watching your body
Travel into my memory
Every touch seeks affection
My hands sense your chest
When your heart beats faster
It was when we pulled the trigger
We softly whisper
My lips lightened your skin
You stared at me
I was sweating at your deadly look
Uncover your flaming body
My eye is a sinner
And to witness you in that position
I must say I'm blessed
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Your Love Buried Deep Inside My Disastrous Heart (Poetry)
PoesíaMy most poetically written poems are buried deep inside my disastrous heart. Love is poetry; you are the poetry.
