Can't we just snuggleCold winter nights are meant for snugglingMore Like This
So close we’re nose to nose
a tangle of legs and toes
hands roam as desire grows
tryin' to keep calm
but I’m struggling
She's markedShe’s mineMore Like This
I’ve claimed her as such
You cannot take her nor break her
by my hand she’s been through much
I’ve molded her over time
From innocence to experienced
she’s learned from these hands of mine
She bears my mark
not on her skin
but in her heart
where she let me in
You can see it in her naughty grin
the ugliest parts of me are not something you cani do not want youMore Like This
to lower your head
and flutter your eyelashes across my scars.
i do not want you to brush your lips over them
while whispering "pretty, pretty, pretty"
like you are a mouthpiece for the world--
like the world did this to me.
i do not want you to cover them in compliments
so that you don't have to look straight at them.
there are monsters inside of me.
i do not want you to love them.