I love her skin soft like petals of the sweetest rose
Her tears like rain drops bathing the flower
How I want to touch her more
But fear my hatred will once more
Raise the monster that now lives
Inside this parasite
I cannot turn away
Excited by her naked form
Beaded sweat begins to form
Like little drops of morning dew
Upon her skin turning to
A grey dull sunless sky
Now my mind cannot sate
The hunger that now anticipates
Her skin on mine
Nov 4, 2024
Nov 4, 2024 at 1:22 PM UTC
I love her skin soft like petals of the sweetest rose
Her tears like rain drops bathing the flower
How I want to touch her more
But fear my hatred will once more
Raise the monster that now lives
Inside this parasite
I cannot turn away
Excited by her naked form
Beaded sweat begins to form
Like little drops of morning dew
Upon her skin turning to
A grey dull sunless sky
Now my mind cannot sate
The hunger that now anticipates
Her skin on mine
