I knew
I was just another,
your antihero,
a notch for
your sweet pleasure.
Despite
my foregone conclusion,
I succumbed
to your wild-sexy-ways,
enjoyed an illusion with you
I wanted to
call real love.
I went down on you,
'cause I believed
in your beauty,
inside & out,
such a cutie,
heavenly from above.
Your whole being
I reveled in
& to leave
some of me
inside of you
was worth
the ton of heartache
I felt when you
were gone
the next morning.
I want you
to know darling,
I kept the pair
of flowered-panties
you left crumpled
under my empty bed,
the ones with
the tiny roses on them.
They're mine now,
do you miss them?
Mar 13, 2014
Mar 13, 2014 at 10:18 PM UTC
I knew
I was just another,
your antihero,
a notch for
your sweet pleasure.
Despite
my foregone conclusion,
I succumbed
to your wild-sexy-ways,
enjoyed an illusion with you
I wanted to
call real love.
I went down on you,
'cause I believed
in your beauty,
inside & out,
such a cutie,
heavenly from above.
Your whole being
I reveled in
& to leave
some of me
inside of you
was worth
the ton of heartache
I felt when you
were gone
the next morning.
I want you
to know darling,
I kept the pair
of flowered-panties
you left crumpled
under my empty bed,
the ones with
the tiny roses on them.
They're mine now,
do you miss them?
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