I'm blindsided by her ambience
I'm overthrown by a lover's mutiny
My reflexes have grown slow to react
As I delve deep into her symphony
Harsh words between lips and tongue
Cold summers between spring and fall
She strokes my ego to veil intentions
Travels by sunsets to watch me crawl
Her pupils glisten as they savor me
Her hourglass, I trace with brittle hands
All hail the euphoria she brings
To quench the uprising of ***** demands
She barters for my soul
With riches found under lock and key
These dungeons reek of deadly sins
As she puts what remains of me on the marquee
Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 10:00 AM UTC
I'm blindsided by her ambience
I'm overthrown by a lover's mutiny
My reflexes have grown slow to react
As I delve deep into her symphony
Harsh words between lips and tongue
Cold summers between spring and fall
She strokes my ego to veil intentions
Travels by sunsets to watch me crawl
Her pupils glisten as they savor me
Her hourglass, I trace with brittle hands
All hail the euphoria she brings
To quench the uprising of ***** demands
She barters for my soul
With riches found under lock and key
These dungeons reek of deadly sins
As she puts what remains of me on the marquee
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