Mortal PleasureA Poem by leighgreenErotic betrayal
Mortal Pleasure I am built for mortal pleasure from the garden of original sin I am a bad and fallen angel, the game you will not win I told you to keep away that I’m no go good for you Take your things and get out, that’s it we’re through - You saw me and thought you’d use me " Break my heart? But I saw through your treachery, right from the start So I went along with you little game and played a lovesick fool Until you fell into MY trap and I could treat you so cruel - You thought you knew me and “This thing called love” But no you don’t, I am giving you the big shove I tempted you, tormented you, offering you sweet delight Until you finally gave up and just surrendered to the night - Now you’re all washed up and broken, crying on the floor I told you stay well clear, but you came back for more (pain) How does it feel? © 2012 leighgreenReviews
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StatsAuthorleighgreenBristol, England, United KingdomAboutI am a working man, living in Bristol and write fiction and poetry in my spare time. My other interests include chess, skittles. I tend to get ideas from travelling and music. Not having read a hu.. more..Writing
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