Out of SightA Poem by IndaOut of Sight
Pain stricken voice demands a choice tonight! The moon is out of sight and the stars-shy; merely clouds adorn the sky.
Emerald eyes stare, Temptation is impossible to bear. Hands shake and I choose her, nude bodies on damp sheets- rainy weather makes her scream more So I close the windows and lock the door© 2013 Inda |
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Added on September 6, 2013 Last Updated on September 6, 2013 |

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