Poem.
So i am really bad at poetry. I wrote this poem as a music interpretation in english class, it was based on this spanish piece, i felt like Zorro (can't spell) when i was listening to it. It's a little bit heated, i assure you i am heterosexual. but i thought it was something special anyway...
Bewitching Maiden
Her elegant lips
still mark my neck.
I wonder how many others
share their mark.
Fiery Temptress,
that's how she addressed the
Wild Eyed Beauty
in the mirror each morning.
A ballroom dancer
without the class.
Just those hips,
those smouldering hips.
Hypnotic as they
move across the bedroom.
Bewitching
as they
delicately
slip beneath the sheets.
Enchanting
as they gently leave,
hours later
On their way to
captivate
Bewitching Maiden
Her elegant lips
still mark my neck.
I wonder how many others
share their mark.
Fiery Temptress,
that's how she addressed the
Wild Eyed Beauty
in the mirror each morning.
A ballroom dancer
without the class.
Just those hips,
those smouldering hips.
Hypnotic as they
move across the bedroom.
Bewitching
as they
delicately
slip beneath the sheets.
Enchanting
as they gently leave,
hours later
On their way to
captivate
another testosterone driven victim.
what did ya think? Liz, out.
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