When we were
Such an innocent body, yes I wish to unravel, a beautiful, I envy your youth
Such beautiful hands that'll gentle caress me in return for this favor,
But they've been upon another, so I'll mark them as mine.
I wish to trace the large mounds of your breast, the flesh that sit heavenly upon my tongue, so uncouth,
So let it sit there as I explore lower, and thrust my tongue into your cavern to savor,
Such a young, and undefined wine.
I'll travel the wide expanse of your honey-blond hair,
Like an ocean I compare the wind expanse of you legs,
Like a river, strong, and yet weak, wrap them a round my waist as I sink deeper into you.
Does he know of our affair,
I listen to your loud screams, and moans, and begs,
Does the husband know how I accrued you?
I know you live in that fairy tales place of the ivory tower,
I trace your spent beauty, wiping away the lines of naïve,
My mission to use, and hurt, to destroy and perplex.
I was heartless and cold, but your sweetness always reminded me of a virgin's bower,
I needed you, to make a connection, so I had to deceive,
But that connection was real, I loved you when we had sex-you were so innocent and complex.
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