alone i live
alone i love
wilts and briuses
bite and lash marks
groaning pleasure
moaning pain
what the hell is this?
why do i feel such bliss?
is it love and lust?
or sadicity and suductivity?
blood on my lips
bite marks in your neck
oh! such bliss
such pleasure
why do i feel this way
why do i love this way
sadicity
suductivity
pain
pleasure
all the same for me
for me and my sadistic lover
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem