To Love Or To Be Loved
Her skin is marble's ivory
Disguising a spineless body;
You can almost get a glimpse of her caramel hair under the sheets.
Devoid of her own morals, she weeps
At how she lent her soul for bodies—
Limp and promiscuous she now feels.
She's naked and lies on a rug woven by her lover of filth and infidelity,
Defenseless and forsaken— she sighs at her intimacy as a liability.
She's naked and weeps.
Like him, time flees.
— mathi
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Disguising a spineless body;
You can almost get a glimpse of her caramel hair under the sheets.
Devoid of her own morals, she weeps
At how she lent her soul for bodies—
Limp and promiscuous she now feels.
She's naked and lies on a rug woven by her lover of filth and infidelity,
Defenseless and forsaken— she sighs at her intimacy as a liability.
She's naked and weeps.
Like him, time flees.
— mathi
© All Rights Reserved