Passionate Pink by Poppy


Passionate Pink
By: Poppy

But when I think of him
I remember soft whiskers
And sweet orgasms.
I remember the grey line
Of his back
And the smell of my bed
After he left it.
Our souls are united
His and mine
And will be together
Throughout all time.

About the Author

Our Poppy is a shy flower whose heartfelt poetry, until now, has never been seen by any save the one for whom it was intended. The topic discussed is inevitably 'Love' (or the lack thereof), along with the unsurpassed joy and unrelenting heartache that emotion must carry with it.
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