That sadistic creature never knew how to love,
Untamed like the night,
Vicious like the sea...
His virtue resided between his legs,
His heart had dried out like a raisin so long ago,
Always playing to win,
Adamant when requested a pinch of sweetness,
His evil wicked hip trusts glorified his soul...
That sadistic creature who never knew how to love,
Slept naked and quiet,
A shrine to kneel to and adore,
Self-care of his allure,
Legs towards the door,
To run away in case, he got bored
Or half-word of tenderness tried to escape his lips,
And mind wandering distant realms...
That sadistic creature who never knew how to love,
But he did how to make moan,
He surely knew how to make others fall for him.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Death and Rebirth: All shades of love
PoetryPoems about long-gone lovers, and the one whom I call my soulmate.