Thursday, September 5, 2019

Ghosts

however tight i close
the doors,
they creep in -

pouncing over
from the darkness
as I undress
for you

the ghosts -
with sweating hands
and hard dicks -
following from ages
fetter me

A devil from skies is 

waiting for me to jail break

and together we will kill them 
With love

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