Was it me who started this peccable game?
Last time we met, I remember it was you who aimed.
But I don't mind, Invite me to your sinful play.
You don't have to be afraid,
I promise my response won't be delayed.
Take a leap,
And I might leave you in a haze.
One you won't forget
One where the room in your head will fill up,
Full of wonder and crave.
Inhale me like your evening cigarette;
In your delicate and tensed lips,
count on me as if time isn't ahead.
Teach you how pleasure is obtained.
I'll exhale all your pain away,
Entrance you in a lust embrace;
Slowly burn until you feel my warmth again.
Try me and I'll bring ease.
Some white lilacs, and
An affair of thrill that can't be foreseen.
Would you dare to do it or keep dreaming of me?
Poem-12:48 am
Smoke: Tender
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PoetryYoyoyo soy yo una guia para el juego del Universo:) Random thoughts and poems I've wrote out of the emotions I, myself, and others imposed on, porque pues todo no se puede selinciar.
