You...
Are not easy to appease and quite unsweet
(Special to me)
You...
Are the red ball my mother said it is dangerous to play with
(A world unrevealed)
Yet, I'm drawn to your bitterness
It makes me feel canny.
There's nothing more I love than candy
I mean I would be dandy with an outstanding quantity
Somehow still unequal to the flavor of you
You...
Who pulls my tail and teases my senses
(Convince me my pain is not real)
You...
Are the personified insatiable
And complacency is dullified when you are on my mind
This is my inept attempt to explain
I want to drown in the aroma that is you
Lose my fingers in your skin
Awakening your phobias in hopes I'll forget, my own.
Smear my lips near your hips
And you'll remind me
I only want you because I am not supposed to
You...
Are the olive taste I can not replace
I want to spit you out like gum,
But it would be so futile to.
(For I love you)
Dec 22, 2019
Dec 22, 2019 at 7:21 PM UTC
You...
Are not easy to appease and quite unsweet
(Special to me)
You...
Are the red ball my mother said it is dangerous to play with
(A world unrevealed)
Yet, I'm drawn to your bitterness
It makes me feel canny.
There's nothing more I love than candy
I mean I would be dandy with an outstanding quantity
Somehow still unequal to the flavor of you
You...
Who pulls my tail and teases my senses
(Convince me my pain is not real)
You...
Are the personified insatiable
And complacency is dullified when you are on my mind
This is my inept attempt to explain
I want to drown in the aroma that is you
Lose my fingers in your skin
Awakening your phobias in hopes I'll forget, my own.
Smear my lips near your hips
And you'll remind me
I only want you because I am not supposed to
You...
Are the olive taste I can not replace
I want to spit you out like gum,
But it would be so futile to.
(For I love you)
You inspired this. And I think it is an inaccurate depiction of how i feel. I don't know where this came from. It is a truth but I think only a truth meant for fantasy... your favorite thing