The taste of her lips...
The smell of her soul drives me insane as I evaporate through her pores.
I see lust in her eyes as it makes my knees weak and I crumble to the ground.
Her darkest desire drowns my inner demons.
I persuaded her body, as I melt for her devilish ways.
My heart is pure... but my mind wonders how I can please her.
I cut open my wrist to see the poison that is killing my soul.
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Dark soul poetry
PoésiePoems from the heart. These are my personal experiences of how I felt #1darkpoetry
