![]() TastelessA Poem by Crinkle°![]() I guess.![]() Take care of myself to feel pretty Balm on the body for balm on the soul, I know how to make it. It seems men are attracted by my sensuality And yes, indeed, my body is supple My skin is sweet But what means to kiss if it's not kissing you? What means to make love if it's not with you? It doesn't make any sense, It's a cake without cherry. Tasteless. You asked me to wait six months by respect of our story How long have you waited? My libido is gone with your ultimate treachery And I'm living as a monk Tasteless. © 2010 Crinkle°Reviews
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6 Reviews Added on August 23, 2010 Last Updated on August 25, 2010 AuthorCrinkle°Paris, FranceAbout34 years old French woman trying to pick up the thread of old poetic aspirations through her last experience of love and contemplation of life. more..Writing
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