beauty, love, lust, poetry, sex, women

Criminal

Want to do

Bad things with me?

I want to

Break into your

House

Then you

I want to steal

You kidnap you

Take you deep into

Fairytale woodland

And ravish you

Tie you up

And use you

Until you scream

Your beauty

Fires me into

Fucking space

I want to

Take over you

Show you who

You are

Let you test

Me to destruction

With feeling

And never find me

Crying defeat

Take my hand

We can steal

A car

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