it's been too long since i've first tasted
the pleasure, the high of all the wicked games
over and over i've been replaying
all the scenarios that once made me shiver
but as time passes, the high is no more
i'll never find the excitement of before
before i got used to it
before i knew the power that lied within me
and how easy
it would be
to make them bow
now i always need more
to get that same feeling that shook me to my core
more more more
one of these days it's something i'll abhor
but for now, something i adore
let's take off our clothes and let them fall on the floor.
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Mind of a Wanderess - A Collection of Poems
PoetryThis book is a collection of the poems I write, whenever my muse and my mood tell me to do so. Here, in this book, you can have access to a young woman's thoughts and feelings. /warning: my style is very random, and most of my poems are written in o...
