The fundamentals of our nocturnal mess
The darkness is our reality
The warmth that gives us shivers
It's we who swim in the ice rivers
Those who understand are true believers
They've come to terms with their erosion of self
Trying to live their lives in a peaceful solitary
Always adding books to the shelf
They make love voluntary
Their intentions are insidious
Grins never before seen
So mischievous
Movements to fastidious
Minds ever so meticulous
Meet people so invidious
But they know love is vicious
Hoping everybody doesn't obey their wishes
Don't mind helping with the dishes
They wipe their souls clean
Because of the sins they committed after dark
They still suffer from after shock
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Good ol' poems
PuisiThese poems are ALL MINE and if you want to use them PLEASE credit me. None of these are copied and are from my imagination and thoughts. None of the pictures used are mine and I do not take ANY sort of ownership for them. Enjoy :)
