Over indulgence

by tonya   Jun 22, 2009


A cheeky little bastard
with a lopsided smile

wear your black-rimmed glasses
and give another smirk

stare into my eyes
and kiss me on the cheek.

overpower my body
and bring me to my knees

converse your hidden thoughts
and tell me your secrets

over indulged in you
you must be my weakness.

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