I could never love you right
I wasn't made for the fight
I could never be the type
To buy onto your sensual hype
I never mention to hurt you
To break your heart in two
Never had devious inclinations
was all love and good intentions
And now it comes to this
Not even a last parting kiss
But if anything you should know
I loved you enough to let you go.
YOU ARE READING
Behind the Red door
PoetryExplicit to the core, this is my first attempt at adult content, please give me your feedback...