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Poetry dump 4/?


Submitted:Mar 2, 2013    Reads: 5    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


I see it in his eyes,
I feel it in his touch
That darkness in his life;
The warmness of his lust.
I know it may be wrong,
Around him I'm not me

"That doesn't change a thing my dear,"
He whispers husk'ly in my ear.
"But darling, people, they might see,"
My eyes, they widen fearfully.
"Let them look dear, you're beautiful,"
His playful smirk, it makes me calm.
I allow his lips to meet mine
As I bask in that warm darkness.

"My darling let us go somewhere,"
He takes my hand and leads me off.
"But, the party, what will they think?"
I ask, hushed voice, concernedly.
"My darling, they will not notice,"
His smirking lips meet mine again.
"You see but now I do not care,"
I match his smirk with one of mine.

Around him I'm not me
I know it may be wrong,
The warmness of his lust.
That darkness in his life;
I feel it in his touch
I see it in his eyes.

It means that he is mine.





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