| |

Picture Credits: http://liveodessey.tripod.com/
Cover me in morbid shrouds of your uncouth practices,
And I will laugh all the while, savoring every moment.
But my eyes terrify you, so pure and innocent, yet so cold and cruel.
Your hands tremble a the very thought of my virgin body,
Though you’ll never touch me, never kiss my lips.
You lack the forcefulness, the harshness required to conquer my soul.
Oh, my little toy, I’ll play with you for a while, but not for long.
I need someone who understands my burning heart of ice,
Someone who enjoys the pain, and the incomparable taste of victory.
You give in all to quickly, and never question my motives,
Poor, poor little boy, you’ve no idea what you’re in for
|
Help Us Stop Plagiarism -
Nearly all works at PnP are original. However a few people choose to plagiarize.
To check, choose a phrase from the work, then either drag and drop to the search box or copy and paste.
click on search and works at Google will be shown which match. Just to be sure, please do this before
you recommend or rate the work highly...
|
 |
|
|
|
Select a Random Work from Poetry
|
|