The glisten of his eye
Tells me I'm about to pay
Come on babe
I've got a game that we could play
Let your body tell me your desires
How could I resist
My lips taste like white sugar
Deadly with every kiss
Composure and clothes exactly how I like
Wearing my favourite cologne
Chanel bleu intoxicating my sanity
He promised I wouldn't think twice
Candle lit dinner for two
He tells me to take a seat
You won't even taste the poison
Whilst you're choking on your knees
I'll have you hooked onto my lust
Naive to think you could win
Sit back relax, breath
And let the games begin
YOU ARE READING
Which one is about you?
ŞiirA collection of poems I have put together; topics are mostly about love, heartbreak and the reality of our generation.