oh darling! you know you love me.
it's exhilarating watching the way your jaw clenches when I speak,
the way your shoulders tense,
oh and who can forget the way my very fingertips make you curl under their delicate prints.
I drive you insane.
you hate it.
but oh my, does it so feel good.
we my love, are partners in crime,
the dynamic duo.
me,
the girl whose luscious locks cascade past her waist almost like an embace,
but don't be fooled I am nothing but a damned disgrace,
whose eyes the colour of viridescent green flash you a look as innocent an angel,
but yet she has the power to deliver you a smirk so deceiving it even makes the devil weep.
and you,
the boy with dark hair and dark eyes who smells of whiskey and weed,
you always had that lust for the darkness inside of you, I just helped you find it.
my immature bad boy, but not as bad as me of course.
the clock chimes three, it's witching hour.
I do up my leather buckle boots and paint my lips the colour of cerulean, a colour so red the human eye would mistake it for affection.
I decorate my neck with with dazzling diamonds we stole from the deepest oceans of peru and light a cigar, the nicotine taking me over as I did with your innocence.
and with that, I grab my final accessory, the finishing touch.
my pretty boy toy.
baby I'll be Bonnie, and you can be my Clyde.
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baisers de la tombe - poetry
Poetry"You have bewitched me body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. And wish from this day forth never to be parted from you." bullshit. highest rankings so far -10 in poetry -9 in poesia -4 in sadpoems -7 in poemcollection -1 in collectionofpoems...
