Want you not to love me, just because you can.
But you can't.
Want you only to love me, because I'm truly lovable.
But you can't.
Huggable, soft and sweet.
I'm worth it, a million dollars it's said.
That's me, not you of course.
You're worth much, much more.
You dance night times.
I dance days.
Together in passion.
Apart a touch sour.
Feed my fire.
I fire back with true poetic inspiration.
Breathtaking in fact.
Have a degree of cyanosis.
Love has a strangle hold.
I'm strangled till I die.
(C) Livvi
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 5:26 AM UTC
Want you not to love me, just because you can.
But you can't.
Want you only to love me, because I'm truly lovable.
But you can't.
Huggable, soft and sweet.
I'm worth it, a million dollars it's said.
That's me, not you of course.
You're worth much, much more.
You dance night times.
I dance days.
Together in passion.
Apart a touch sour.
Feed my fire.
I fire back with true poetic inspiration.
Breathtaking in fact.
Have a degree of cyanosis.
Love has a strangle hold.
I'm strangled till I die.
(C) Livvi
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