Just... trying something out for fun :D
Trollers gonna troll~
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Cocktail
In synch we
float
around the
sticky, thick web of love
under swirling
currents that melt and molt to form passion
do you not
see--the scarlet deformity of jealousy
and thicket
of lusting silk-- the epitome of desire
flickering
and flashing,
desiring
the thicket of silk and lusting
with
jealousy--the deformed scarlet sight.
Passion
melts and molts into swirling currents
that lie
thickly over the loving--sticky--web,
which we
float on in synch.
LOL YOU MADE YOUR POEM LONGER BY CHANGING SENTENCE STRUCTURE
ReplyDeleteOMG YOU'RE SO SMART.
^^