Jailbait Poem by Stefanie Fontker

Jailbait



Something flowing onto you,
I don't drip but pour.

My eyes don't captivate,
Yet yours still close.

I would put a piece
Of me on your plate.

But nothing will change
How bad you want it.

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Shadow Girl 16 October 2011

haha! delightful..cute.

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