Dirty Little Secret Poem by Beatrice Preti
Dirty Little Secret
i’ll make you my
dirty
little
secret.
keep you locked up
and hidden
pay you money
to keep your mouth shut
how could wrong feel so good?
you drag me through hell but
keep it in the shadows
i beg you
send me
black roses with thorns
and i’ll bleed for it
can you smell it?
sweet scandal in the dark
but i wear the tie all day
and you stay in the streets
pretty woman
won’t you spend a little time with me?
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