He seduce me with his flowering words,
Passionately kiss me with his powerful lip,
Undress me using his seductive touch,
Laying me in a cold bed sheet.
Making me wet in his every seducing touch—with I'm with this man moan you heard.
I shivered with that two black orbs of him.
Sweats you saw because of my ecstacy.
It maybe hurt the way he pointed at me,
But I don't care as long as I can make him happy,
Everytime he laid to my body,
I became somebody.
The moon and stars when darkness came—witness how we became one with this man.
Because I adore him that much.
Being strong despite of being in misery.
- I'm a paper and this is my point of view of my adoration for writer 📃
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