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THE WOMAN.

in her secret life

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lovepoem

Suicide.

Unhesitatingly,

I hang myself by a thread of your hair

and let me burnt in the flame of your stare.

Still,

I’m craving for your sins,

etching on my skin,

when the moonlight left a kiss

on the linen sheet

and you got my everything.

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Reddest yet bluest.

Mahogany, melancholy

You are the reddest yet bluest melody.

Drown me, lift me, suffocate me.

I’m dying happily in the midst of your tragedy.

You’re such a clever felony!

GIN & TONIC

He fills the air

by the smell of juniper.

His eyes glow

when the night grows darker.

Gin and tonic is spilled all over

a chest,

a lips,

and a kiss

of my choco lover.

I kneel down on a bed sheet

as white as pearl,

enamor him, sliding my tongue

over his curves,

taste him wildly when he slowly

enters.

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