Circular Love
It is a shameful desire
That draws me to you
At such a deeply
Darkened hour
Beyond the night
Hours from dawn
I want to taste
Your vibrant colors
I want to rest
Within your void
I wish to hear
Your sweetened flavors
At last!
At last!
I set you out before me
Your curves I will devour
It is my love
Of Fruit Loops
That grips me
At this hour
Thanks for reading... Anton - www.foesofprose.com
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