She sings a song
between my eyes
where chaos stops
and my body lies.
The sprout of dawn-
the sun shines through
the glass upon
her body's hue.
I kiss her neck
for dreams are true
her waking smile
turned panting queems.
A body sore
from the night before.
My devilled toy.
My midnight whore.
She sings me tones
she can't subdue.
Ecstasy ordained
right through her bones.
Frazzled, lost
in lust alone.
Together sweating
as our wants are honed.
A mind too close
to what I desire
though cannot have
As I play with fire.
A worlds away
the start is the end.
Too much time between me and my far away friend.
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Tainted From a Broken Heart - Poems
PoetryWhen one has their heart broken one too many times, then they become prone to letting go the next person they fall for a little easier. Possibly they no longer feel or maybe they fear from it happening again. Emotionally numb or snake bitten, their...
