Making Love on Your Grave

by Red De Vil - Aquarius

The ghosts of the past
Whispered at my back
As the black on the night
And the chill mingled
On my skin
I let the ground
Hold my pale white body
As the moss
Helped with foreplay.
this girl's raven hair
covered up your d.o.d.
like it never existed
and as I lost myself
in the methodical pattern
I erased the 20 feet between us
and it became
a threesome.

Birth sign: Aquarius
Date created: 2002-03-28 00:05:00
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:11
Poem ID: 68673

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