what do I want here?
I just came for my contract
I said
with the devil herself
why not me
why am I not the one
that you want to be glued to
for the rest of your days
till death will us part
I am just sitting here
crying lighting whole day
waiting for a spin of my propeller
which won't reel
as I can't get it started on my own
so pay me a visit some time
promise you will
as soon as possible it's urgent
I crave for your words mind and
I crave for you to touch me and
kiss my back and stroke my skin and
tell me how much you love my hair
my lips my neck my breasts my arse
your eyes
the beautiful eyes I could look into
whole day long and I could die
watching them boy
(for P.)
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