Me myself and I · poetry

Black bird…

. Black bird, Whenever you sing… My heart beats faster And I am longing For the brush of your feathers On my ivory skin Black bird, Whenever you sing. You whisper To my sleep-lacking ears, Tickling my secret desires Just as you fuel up my fears. In the end, with you My odds are thin.…… Continue reading Black bird…

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An angel down…

Most would think I was taken by surprised… But I let down my guard just so you could stalk me in the darkest of your thoughts. I closed my eyes, tilted my head and offered myself to your raging lust for fresh flesh. I might have lost a few feathers, your brutal desire tearing innocence…… Continue reading An angel down…