Slowly-
Lustfully-
I breath you in-
The sweet toxic fumes of your very essence.
Its infatuating,
How such a sweet gentle scent-
Can be so toxic and harsh at the same time,
Releasing its venom into my veins.
While looking into your sweet gentle eyes,
I think to myself-
"How could you cause me such pain?"
YOU ARE READING
The Existence of I, Love And You.
PoetryHey there, I am an ameuteur poet. I hope you find my poetry enjoyable.
