You - Poem by sarah bishop
Your heart is black, dark with evil.
Your smile is fiendish, that of a cheshire cat.
Your mind so dark, filled with tempting thoughts.
Your kiss is deadly, killing me each time.
Your eyes are enchanting, trapping me in its sights.
Your touch is welcoming, warm and keeping.
Your scent captivates me, the most unique sweet smell.
Your scars and flaws, I love them and they make you unique.
Your love is dark and mysterious, yet the best I've ever known.
You are mine, and I am yours.
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