Under his gaze, I unfold
My hidden treasures and secrets, my undenying addictive aura
wanted each taste of him too
Given the chance, there is much I could do
Law and Nature forbade any form of a rendezvous
Nonetheless, he desperately wants to paint me over with black and blueUnder my spell, I could have him
Kissing my cheeks softly was no longer enough
Our high walls grew so slim
Closer, and closer, he inched and crawled
His heart was now in my hostage and cuffsI wanted his love all over me
I built our dreams, my fantasies overtaking my sanity
In roses we'd lay, hiding from the forbidden world, rolling in our euphoria and embrace
In a room full of venomous men, he stood tall, coming to hold my hand
No mind was ever paid to me, yet his very eyes persisted to search for my essence
And my time became more impatient"Mi vida, Mi Vida, Mi Vida" he wailed, tears overflowing
How tortured he felt, forced to go about the world without my love and lust
My old man, sweet and kind, only wish to bless me with tenderness...
how could he have known I had none of my own?A man, he truly is
He walked with respect and manners, he saw me for who I was
The first to touch me delicately, and spoke the love language of my spiritStanding so close, my stinger will strike him, knowing he desperately wished so
He'd call me "pretty" finally, begging to toss it from his tongue
And we'd hide in the forsaken shadows, away from the temple and the father's eyes, pouring into one anotherUntil tomorrow and ever, I sit quietly
Rocking my graced feet back and forth ever so skillfully
Flowers embellishing my hair, my fruitful disguise
Wanting me became something he could not hideUnder me, I'd have all of him
And he'll take each part of me
He was too sweet for his own self.
How could he have known, I was destined to ruin him?-O.
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Calamitous
Şiir𝚌𝚊•𝚕𝚊𝚖•𝚒•𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚜 /kəˈlamədəs/ 𝒂𝒅𝒋𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 involving calamity; catastrophic or disastrous. · · ─────── ·𖥸· ─────── · · stories and unsent letters to be read and shared 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃