Let us get lost
in sophistry.
I wanna taste the smack
of your dirty kiss.
Make me cringe
as I make you howl.
Let us get drawn
in our own
misery.
YOU ARE READING
She
Poetry"A book is she that has countless pages, blood is her inks, and her pain writes." This story contains prose and short poetries that is all about a woman's point of view of love and life.
Drawn In Misery
Let us get lost
in sophistry.
I wanna taste the smack
of your dirty kiss.
Make me cringe
as I make you howl.
Let us get drawn
in our own
misery.
