poem
and now...for another work of art by miss abby waller.
umm..yeah, it's not that great, but owell.
"Venus Trapped"
I'm trapped
I'm stolen
Maharet.
My legs...
Unwrapped
I'm swollen.
Her blood red mouth...
Eyes that sing.
When you stare back at her;
you'll feel their sting.
Swallowing you...she'll slide into you...
Believes in you...she breathes for you.
Everything and not enough all at once, and you're weeping.
Stealing her heart, twisting the knife, and it's deepening.
Innocent in all her guilty pleasures.
She could crush you.
Still you die inside.
And she's so gentle.
Repeating...Never retreating...wrapped up.
And stolen
She's trapped
umm..yeah, it's not that great, but owell.
"Venus Trapped"
I'm trapped
I'm stolen
Maharet.
My legs...
Unwrapped
I'm swollen.
Her blood red mouth...
Eyes that sing.
When you stare back at her;
you'll feel their sting.
Swallowing you...she'll slide into you...
Believes in you...she breathes for you.
Everything and not enough all at once, and you're weeping.
Stealing her heart, twisting the knife, and it's deepening.
Innocent in all her guilty pleasures.
She could crush you.
Still you die inside.
And she's so gentle.
Repeating...Never retreating...wrapped up.
And stolen
She's trapped