Hot to the touch,
Cold breaths and smoke,
Bloody taste and salty heart,
For this is who you chose to love.
A face full of lust,
And a smile you know and love,
Foul and beautiful smells that take you to places unknown,
Untraveled and unweathered.
For this is who you chose to love.
Past worthlessness is forgotten,
Love in the eyes of another being making you forget,
A noise choked inside one's throat,
For this is who you chose to love.
Silk and felt,
Melted into pleasured touches
And as the last touch falls upon you, you realise
That this is who you chose to love.
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Sad Poems | A Collection of Poems Written by I
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