- Erotic Poetry
- Topsy-Turvy Love
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Through my tainted eyes, it's always snowy;
Tropical skies, a true topsy-turvy.
Is there blood on my cheeks? No need for fears,
The mud on my face: It must be my tears.
My self-esteem taught me I was ugly,
On goes the face filters – now I'm pretty
With a storm of hearts and pixie dust.
Like one of the tarts, I'm his one true lust.
Fire soaring, stripped beige; it's getting fruitful,
Like we never age; I feel beautiful!
He bathes me in his neon fantasies:
Turns them into vibrant realities.
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