I aspire to make
her senses erupt
And bring them
to its zenith
Oh, how she would
Love my touch
and long for it—
She'd have me under
a sinful spell
An unbreakable one,
To make it last —
a volcanic one.

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Poetry- Youth. [Sins]
PuisiThis is the third volume of the original 'Poetry- Youth.', following 'Poetry- Youth. [In negative]' This volume is for more mature audiences, containing erotic poems. Highlights the 'sins' of youth, the pleasure, fit into words, as we read the other...
Prologue- Sinful spell
I aspire to make
her senses erupt
And bring them
to its zenith
Oh, how she would
Love my touch
and long for it—
She'd have me under
a sinful spell
An unbreakable one,
To make it last —
a volcanic one.