She’s a sweet rose
He’s a honey bee
He’ll bask in petals
Taking what they both need
They think I’m lucky but in truth, I’m cursed. My immorality keeps my beauty & youth, but meanwhile, I watch everyone I Iove fade away and die. I fear this will eventually cause me to slide into madness. Hell, I’m halfway there now.
She craves him with every fiber of her soul
She wants to reach for her heart’s desire
Stretch high, and clutch the sky
But she can’t love If she’s scared to fall
When my body becomes as brittle and fragile as the leaves
in fall
Will you cherish my decaying beauty?
Or crush me within a fist of indifference?
Late in the hour of secrets, she grasped his desires
Building up an appetite, he became her midnight feast
She lapped up his harden lust Feasted on his desires
And savored his raw release
Autumns a sweet treat
Sent by Winter
To tempt and trick
Make you forget about the cold and the sick
As they feast and conspire
To eat away all your happiness and desire
I hunger for his touch
But it is more than a mere need
I crave his hands upon me
I demand his mouth upon my flesh
And not just a nibble
But to eat me whole Body and Soul
They told her he was a good catch. That he’d take care of her, but she needed to be a good girl. Listen, and bend to his will. Never raise her voice and always be obsequious. She wasn’t a good girl and let him go. She married a man that wanted a woman, not a sycophant.
Drink from my cup
It is overflowing with sweet honey wine
Anticipating your lips upon it, drinking in all my flavors
Though I must warn you
One taste is never enough
They say she is walking disaster, but to him all her broken pieces create a beautiful masterpiece.
