To My First, Love You Stained Me Scarlett
It's kind of romantic
how I can guide
you with my touch
alone, the way your
fingers twitch slightly when
I tap you gently.
My first marvellous creation.
It took me hours
to take you apart
and weld back together.
I am forever grateful
that you're the one.
Or I was, until
I saw my next victim.
Copyright © Rennae Du | Year Posted 2016
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