Tracing patterns on her back
Hearing the noises of pleasure
But things start turning black
You're body feels pressured
Starting to sink into the world
Unknown
Gasping for air
Until you feel your bones
You're skin feel bare
You open your eyes
And find a surprise
She is holding your hand
Leading you to safety
Leading you to her land
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Its been a while :/
YOU ARE READING
Broken pieces on the floor
PoetryI'm just a girl looking for her voice wanting to be noticed waiting for one person to see the potential somewhere
