Psyche broken
Sleeping spirit awoken
Softness given form
To call my storm
With no words spoken...
Inner beauty given care
The most tentative stare
My tenderness wasted
My lust left unsated
How could you dare?
The beating of your heart
Always with me in part
Ignoring your tell
Will I see you in Hell?
I'd rather go back to the start
Changing your stance
I was left in a trance
The shame you reap
In pain driven sleep
I never stood a chance
Psyche broken
Sleeping spirit awoken
Softness given form
To call my storm
With no words spoken.
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Romance
PoetryA collection of my romantic poetry, long and short, smooth and sexy. Either way it hits the spot :)
