Rotten AppleA Poem by Flapjack-Me and my friend are doing an Adventure time yaoi rp with prince gumball and Marshal Lee <3 -
The taste of bitterness, I truly love it you know?
I blame the sweet things I've tasted ever since I was a little boy, The cruel harsh lashing of skin is much more passionate then gently caressing ones skin don't you agree? The dark things I don't understand are what I want to see. So show me those fangs and those pointed ears I want to feel like your captive and feel trapped in this dream of a Stockholm syndrome like romance. So toss away the candy and sweets tonight. Give me the bitter tasting things like molasses and your kisses laced with malice. The bite of a rotted fruit taste more pleasing than any piece of candy The harsh reality of the forbidden fruit draws me closer to this moment you know? The trill of the punishment of tampering in things like this Nice boys shouldn't know anything about Isn't funny where here at this moment and your the one hesitating? Tremble and ill move your hands for you Tell you where to touch and feel It feels so good like this I feel as though I might faint But you wake me up with the sour kiss And I do my best play The innocent act that you've grown to love and I've learned to play I'll keep weaving this bed of temptation and soon I'll have your mouth filled with cavities The taste of bitterness is something I crave, I need it Like a shot of exstacy it keeps filling my body with this warmth When will I flood? So pop the sealed jar of cherry's And eat till your sick with sugar This body only calls out for you The juices are only this lip smacking good for you I'm the artificial flavoring to your sour apple taste <3 © 2011 FlapjackAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 11, 2011 Last Updated on October 11, 2011 Tags: candy, gumball, apple, rotten, marshal lee, prince gumball, lust, love, extascy, innocence AuthorFlapjackChateauroux, Basse-Normandie, FranceAboutI see some that give, give Jewels on the neck It's beautiful but still It's only rocks Rocks that roll you, roll you And roll down your cheeks I like it better when you love me Without spending.. more..Writing
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