Deep wounds…..
I was drinking red wine
From your lips yesterday;
Without even knowing that
It was from your deep wounds;
She was wearing black lingerie.
She was taking it off slowly.
I was aiming at her eyes
But my sharp arrows
Pierced through
her breasts,
Making another wound
and endless
bleeding too.....
By Williamsji Maveli
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