'two toxic lovers, melting into each other's sparkling eyes.
touch lips, indulging, no, drowning in wine.
"it's just grape juice"
his movements were sloppy, slurred and lustful
her movements were precise, well thought out and pleasing to the eye.
the clouds arrived and thunder struck
the toxic lovers started a nuclear family and together
turned the fucking tables
YOU ARE READING
nectarine fine🍊
Poetrypoetry about emotions; you honeyed the words twisted from strawberry lips and flushed my cheeks with marigold. a gentle smile. ●▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩✻۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬● please do not steal my poetry it would be like stealing a piece of my heart ●▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ஜ۩✻۩ஜ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬●
