• hmg101p 147w

    Upon my lips, are the sins I keep. I shared them once, in a moment of lust and grief. Our bodies twisted, souls intertwined. I fell in love with a darkness, that lurked behind his eyes. A massacre of passion and romance. His fingers found a way to make my flesh dance. And oh the sonnets that soon ensued. Rhyming nights, with forgotten kisses under the moon. He lost my heart, in the filth of desire. I’m left cursing a name, that once grew me flowers...

    -HMG