"Prison doors,
Blocking our path.
Prison doors,
One touch and we're free.
Prison doors,
One taste and we're free.
Prison doors,
Our chamber of secrets.
Prison doors,
You fuck me, I fuck you,
Mutual lust,
Mutual love.
Prison doors,
Broken down and gone.
Prison doors,
One touch saved us,
One taste secured us, exposed us,
We're safe in our galaxy."
Background info:
I heard one of the lines I used in a song, I decided that prison doors could signify that it feels like a "prison door (or cell)" when you have to go behind someone's back (specifically parents) just to get closer to your s/o because they disagree, however, this poem is kind of a transition between 17 and 18 since that is my girlfriend and I's age transition currently- she'll be 18 next month and I'll be 18 in July.
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For Her
AcakThings that come to my mind about my beautiful and amazing girlfriend @thiccyanidepanda Important Dates: (3/14/19 🔒) [- Book Created April 2019 -] • 1- 50 (2019) • 51- 65 (2020) • 66- Present (2021)
