With shaking hands
I wonder
When did my seductions
Take the place of love
To you?
You find
Sultry flirting
Heavy pawing
Kissing and purring
All just romancing
And not some act
Or performance.
I see from the outside
To many
You look like prey
Unknowingly so
Unfortunately so
Unreadily so
And I'm a predator
With drying blood
Still on my teeth
Pulling you in
Like I've rehearsed it
Who's the monster here
The immortal stone-hearted ewe
Or the undead brokenhearted coyote
BẠN ĐANG ĐỌC
poetry
Thơ CaI may seem like an insufferable nerd-tastic idiot, but I'm actually pretty poetic
