Saturday, 22 April 2017

You are my springtime

Through a dark mirror
You are like a lethal drug
That makes my heart thrum

At times you melt me
With those dark eyes that promise
Key to your treasure

As I lay my head
In the hollow of your breasts
Let me stay always

We will never row
A plit would cause disaster
We need each other

Strip all your clothes off
Let me deck you in flowers
Springtime you are mine

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  1. hummmm.....your write leaves me speechless. I like that you begin with "through a dark mirror"..."you are like a lethal drug" takes courage to write our truth.