A million thoughts
are stuck in my brain,
wondering about you,
wondering if you think of me
like I think of you.
Do you love me still
or do you only say it
to lead me on?
You are fucking my brain
when you have not fucked my body.
This shit is getting annoying.
Sexual frustration
is one thing
I have no control over
when my eyes fall upon you.
- Taylor-Anne
October 24, 2018.
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My Bittersweet Tangerine Heart | 2
PoetryHighest Ranks: #1 in poetrycommunity 10/11/19. #6 in poetrybook 10/11/19. #2 in eroticpoetry 2/10/2020. Created & Published: 10/24/2018. Completed: 10/19/19. This is the second collection of my poetry. Welcome, these poems are a continuation of...
