Tear-stricken face
Uncontrolled shiver
Pain was not superficial
It came from the inside
Begging for you to stop
Giving chances and another
Hoping you would change the course
He would see your worth
Until you collapsed on the floor
Unconscious and wasted
You turned black and blue
Yet when you woke up
You looked for his warmth.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Words Orgasm Poetry
PoetryMature poetry Lines about love, Mid-30ish life, sex and random thoughts. Playful thoughts in the morning. Silly ideas at night. And a whole lot of everything over a steam of espresso.
