Poems from megfrand
“do you love me?”
her bright eyes dig into your soul,
her star-spun fingers twitch nervously.
and as you examine her body movements
you...
star-spun imagination
making everything about the sky
see the galaxies in her eyes
the stars in her hair
the planets twirling on her finger...
wanting, a simpler form of greed.
greed is seen as a sin,
but for you, my dear, id count every sin and smile at them.
id revel in what ive...
when you fell from heaven you were screaming
knowing that you were damned to hell for the sins you committed
and all you wanted was someone...
lets put things into a different perspective than just one person loving another
a demon glorifying an angel
because those are far too...