Ends of your hairs stuck to your cheek,
we sat back and watched,
I analysed your details,
your scars.
You enjoy pain,
I deposit your suffering.
The pleasure is not taste,
innoccent eyes never shift their gaze.
I sat back a few minutes,
little hairs stuck to your face.
jonny9 wrote @
Nice one.
Well only because someone told me it had elements of Sadomasochism. It made me feel dodgy bout it from then on
Anna wrote @
Innocent eyes never shift their gaze…
Have you truely experienced this or is an observational metaphor?
Amazing writting by the way ..one of my good friends has told me about your writting …thanks god she did …it is beautiful
jonny9 wrote @
like majority of my stuff it is observational.
Thanx for the comment you are far too kind
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This is slightly dark and wasn’t really sure.
Anyway it’s about violence and self imploding relationships and more….