Tattoo your inner demonsall over my bodyLay your glance next to my heartTouch my soul *Read my other Love Poetry. Or listen to it.
Listen to me put you down.Beg me to make you beg for more.Then call me a bitch for stomping all over your heart. You always get your way.
I know it’s not February but I’m silly that wayYou know this already, my part-time boyfriendAlmost loverFriend with such delightful benefits Just as I know you dislike labels so I torment you with a few hundred moreWeekend soul mateWeeknight playmateStandby date, always on call for an SMS or two It’s…
Secrets cause no casualties.
A sin is forever.