Posted in Poetry

Baby I’m weak

He says I have a universe

Inside my head

But all he wants

Is to throw me in bed

Show me the ropes

My breath I have to hold

Everytime he goes

I love it though

Wake up

Now this sucks

Fucked up again

Shouldn’t of let him in

His kiss, touch

Is my favorite sin

When he crawls

Under my skin

Still shouldn’t of

Let him in

Patience wearing thin

Gotta give it up, to begin


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