Riddled
Unblemished, She appeared so suddenly.
Her eye's claim a poem my words couldn't write.
My dear.
She whispers benignly, A slow drip I.V. Echo.
A seductive darkness, soft and low.
If this is hell, I wanna sin.
Is this love I'm falling in?
This blue that I've been riddled with.
Grip her neck to feel her writhe.
The trickster taunts me.
Dangerous.
Sold my soul to dream a kiss.
Until the day our hands can meet.
I'll live inside a fantasy.
Dig me a little love coma.
May 12, 2014
May 12, 2014 at 2:57 PM UTC
Riddled
Unblemished, She appeared so suddenly.
Her eye's claim a poem my words couldn't write.
My dear.
She whispers benignly, A slow drip I.V. Echo.
A seductive darkness, soft and low.
If this is hell, I wanna sin.
Is this love I'm falling in?
This blue that I've been riddled with.
Grip her neck to feel her writhe.
The trickster taunts me.
Dangerous.
Sold my soul to dream a kiss.
Until the day our hands can meet.
I'll live inside a fantasy.
Dig me a little love coma.
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