Oh how she needs to be seen
consumed by your eye, adored
like a new born desire
she needs to be
comforted and protected
guided through life by every rule
yet temptress, tempted
she needs you to break
her, and every possible rule
‘till everything is blown apart.
She wants to be held
held tighter
with her back against the wall
hiding head in he root of your neck,
swallowing breathless tears
a bitter pill known so well
she needs to be tasted, flavored sweet and fresh.
She needs to be new through you
an intimate revelation, your only blasphemy
that you will adore
And devour, sooner than late.
But the question mark of her eye you don’t see
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Submission Name: Contradiction
