A pair of flaring orbs
Drastically punctured into me
And I didn't even flinched
Because I'm expecting it.
It sapped all of my inhibitions
Like a type of poison
But I didn't even mind—
Its forbidden portion.
A pair of flaring orbs
Drastically punctured into me
And till my purest slowly corroded—
And all of those, I'm expecting it.
It sapped all of my inhibitions
Like a type of a wild, wild poison
But I'm stunned and didn't lift a hand—
For I can explore its forbidden portion.
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Final Amends; Short Poems ✔️
PoetryBook 3 of the "Short Poems" series. - - - "I could easily and hopelessly fall- although I'll release my all." - - - (NOTE: THE TITLES OF THE POEMS WERE ALL GOT INTENTIONALLY CAPITALIZED ON THE FIRST LETTER OF EACH WORD FOR AESTHETIC PURPOSES.) Copyr...
