Marcellino Carlo

Crimes Of Passion

Sweet cherry, will you beg for penance?
I'll bless your curvatures with osculations
of a thousand promises. To which with such
passion your mumbles retard.

A potent poison traces the charcoal
art-deco of your body. Such intricacy.
Such intimacy. Entrancing ecstacy your
soul fills and you deny my respite.

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