You like me and you're green,
I like you (way too much) I'm pink,
It's lust, burned into my skin with red.
I bleed yellow when I'm with you, happy.
You don't seem to understand my needs, I'm craving your purple to breath mine.
You don't want me and I'm blue; black.
Can't you see my pain, it's bursting with angry flames of red. I want you. No. I need you !
I want to be yours: your yellow, your blue, your red, your purple, your black. I want to be yours.
But, you don't seem to understand - I'm red.
YOU ARE READING
A short collection of poems
Short StoryMother always said don't sin, but how could I not with your tempting fucking lips
