MisterPoetry
Bluelighter
Laying in my
Bed, stained
With love.
Trailing
The trace of
Passions scent.
Left from
Heavens
Embrace,
In forms
Sex Gods
Guiltfully forgot
To invent.
Sharing star
Shine secret
Fantasies, we
Find hidden
Climaxes.
Kissing the
Milkyway,
Galaxies flickered
As emotional
Universes
Unraveled Beneath
These sheets.
Bed, stained
With love.
Trailing
The trace of
Passions scent.
Left from
Heavens
Embrace,
In forms
Sex Gods
Guiltfully forgot
To invent.
Sharing star
Shine secret
Fantasies, we
Find hidden
Climaxes.
Kissing the
Milkyway,
Galaxies flickered
As emotional
Universes
Unraveled Beneath
These sheets.
