I was stunned by her alluring body
Her curvaceous bosom and hips
Had me roaring with delight
But who knew
That her grey stone eyes
Were poisonous for my lungs
She strapped herself on me
Like a leech
And I dared not fight the pleasure
She gave me
But as she pumped more into my lungs
I felt suffocated, tired
The sour taste that hung at the back of my throat
The taste of her
As my lungs became charred
And my heart started to beat slower and slower
I fell victim to
The continuous burning cough
She pulls me away from the ones I love
Her scent followed me, trapped me
And now,
Her beautiful body
Was no longer beautiful
But exposed for the monster
It is.
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Hopeless Poet
PoetryI write about the world. Her, him, the places of meaning, aggression, compassion, or human nature. TRIGGER WARNING !! some poems talk about s*elf harm and su*cide. Please do not read if you are sensitive to such topics. I will try to put a trigger...
