Poetry

the trickiest

Among all the stares I know

The lustful look is the trickiest

You pass by each other at work

Then all eyes are under arrest

Across the room full of adults

Our presence craves connection

If we are locked inside four walls

Bodies will be inseparable til dawn

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Poetry

the cry of a siren

arouse me with your tempting eyes and fill all my holes with the intensity of your stares

make me come with you in ways only your sick intelligence and eerie heart could create

feed me with your fond lies slowly wrapping my soul in each word of your sweet and raspy voice

please me with your godly existence and persuade me to stay at the heaven of your choice

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