At night
the sight
of your flesh
ignites flames
that entice
pleasures
beyond
measures

The only thing I want from you
Is this moment
sitting next to you, vibing
As I’m feeling you
Your occasionally smile tell me
You are feeling me too

why do the best people always die first?
when you pick flowers you pick the best ones meaning they are the first to die
god likes to do the same
remember that next time you go flower picking