The lower species feeling.

by †Maria Marcilene Misere†
(In your pants.)

The light in your eyes,
it makes me want you more as ecstasy increases.
Moving together as one,
I feel the love as you rest in my grasp,
even as a stranger when we met,
I felt the lovely connection between us.
If to ever break this bond,
us lovers,
As evil flowers steadily bloom,
into an array of colorful doom,
If you are gone and I feel so astray,
people will just die and feed us the same way.
Yet I know,
We will always be together,
through all the good and bad.
This may sound cliché, dear,
But I love you.

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