Soul Seated
Dark as the night of
the soul,
That's seen a thousand
black holes
You wait on all fours
ready to kiss my ass-whole.
You're hard,
Coated in Sweet bliss
Crystalliss
That twinkles in the
Tea Light.
The dark horse
Amongst a herd of
Leather suede and hide,
I choose you
My perfect throne,
Regal and subdued
You're the perfect
prelude
To one's raging
Side.
Copyright © Victoria Teo | Year Posted 2020
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