Ignorance
By Fourknaz
Your hot breath on my ear is tempting
Sliding your hands through my hair is reassuring
Servicing me as you damn well should is soothing
Painting pictures in my mind is convincing
I can shut you out
Your face in my hands is confusing
Your love wrapped around mine is abusing
Our hands clasped with each others is brazen
Your head rested upon my chest is heavenly
This needs to stop
You've dropped me enough
You've hurt me for the last time
You've reeled me in and spat me out completely
Now, ignorance is your world of me
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Published on Monday, February 14, 2000.
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