I part my lips
To you, my lover
Oh, the sweet surrender
For the nightmare's just begun
I let you in
Through my lips
Slither within
Let's forget it's a sin
Your hands are like claws
Ripping me apart
Yet, your yielding voice
So soothing from the start
And I am humbled
Pierced right through
For it's forever my undoing
You and only you
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Confessions of a Melancholic Dreamer #Wattys2015
PoetryA collection of poetry and prose, gathered through years of creative black-outs and self-preservation. 'Feel the rhythm of a thumping heart through the lines of a daydreamer.' Copyright ©GRETA GREE 2015 Currently ranking 214 in Poetry category (6/29...