The Sin
You who slay me, beat me and love me,
leaving me to rest in the shadows of my own orgasmic bliss,
You who lay me open and exposed,
walking away to forget me for the night,
You who talk of love but loose your words on the way,
letting silence end your story and the dark room worries
that maybe I will die in the process,
You who took it all and left nothing but loneliness
dripping off my forehead onto the bed, wet and sticky,
You, oh yesss.....you are a true sin.
leaving me to rest in the shadows of my own orgasmic bliss,
You who lay me open and exposed,
walking away to forget me for the night,
You who talk of love but loose your words on the way,
letting silence end your story and the dark room worries
that maybe I will die in the process,
You who took it all and left nothing but loneliness
dripping off my forehead onto the bed, wet and sticky,
You, oh yesss.....you are a true sin.
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