Sweating out the regret

by PorcelainMoon   Mar 17, 2014


Winds whisper wisdoms through the trees
To condemn the spirit of man
Half monkey half soul
Half cold
Too old
To die again
Too lonely
To die without you

Romantic maroon
Envelopes your silky skin
Lust rages through blue veins
As you mark my pale flesh with your glossy nails
Sweating out the regret like you're livid with distress
Your perfume so intoxicating
Like your tears

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