Crotch Rocket Science
You claimed to want me,
but never felt me within;
I bought such smooth lies,
captured by your charisma;
I’m a sucker for soulful;
Stay titanium;
I tell myself get control;
Crotch rocket science,
ignore the magnetic draw;
That thrill is temporary;
The drive of your mouth,
devouring my senses;
I mourn that first kiss,
it sits consuming my mind;
This craving is just too much.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2024
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