Watched
you in white.
How you crossed your
sceptered body, glazing
ludicrous contortions
Supple-legged exaggerations
sex-shod, patent platforms
towered, figure-hugged
and cut to high indecency...
Ah, the slow-cooked
incandescence, that you
struggle to contain....
though pay no mind
to likes of me,
a letching scrag
who yearns to see you
set yourself on fire....
Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 4:17 AM UTC
Watched
you in white.
How you crossed your
sceptered body, glazing
ludicrous contortions
Supple-legged exaggerations
sex-shod, patent platforms
towered, figure-hugged
and cut to high indecency...
Ah, the slow-cooked
incandescence, that you
struggle to contain....
though pay no mind
to likes of me,
a letching scrag
who yearns to see you
set yourself on fire....
tag'em
bag 'em
burn 'em
turn 'em
in to Saints..
Ah, the righteous poetical justice of Catholicism
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