my lover has green eyes

Your pleading lover,

Pushed to the edge,

Over and over,

Your tearful, wet mess.

Ahaha I wrote this in 2 ways. Sexual of course, but also sad. I missed you so much, I'm begging you in this poem, for another touch. Over and over, I kept thinking about wtf was going on, just replaying thoughts and memories over and over trying to figure out what went wrong. Tearful wet mess, ya I cried a lot. Sad tears.

Sexual:

Your pleading lover,

You know I like begging.

Pushed to the edge,

You know I liked being teased by you, and to be edged.

Over and over,

Do it as many times as you want

Your tearful, wet mess.

Do it, until I'm literally crying. And wet, from tears and y'know... feminine methods of wetness.

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