I want you raw,
Tailored tongue, twisted
between your thighs, eat you alive,
you were the worst girl, you knew that right?
Shaded between your
pretty eyes,
you think I'm a fool,
and I know you're a liar,
labored breaths, sincere cry,
bite, clench,
body elapsing sigh
YOU ARE READING
Existent
PoetryHighest rank: #23 In poetry. A compilation of Poems about love, heart break, depression and everything in between really. Black, white, and of course, a dose of grey.