Glutton For Punishment

Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes

When I wish to punish myself, I begin to recollect…

Each, every, and all that I voted to dissect…

What a pleasure this torture has been…

You are a fantastical cause of a grin…

I’ve never, cried or touched, so deeply…

I’ve never, sinned OH so sheeply…

What terrible taste…

It’s a shame to waste…

Aged Sin with a slice of Delicious Apple…

Permanent smile, licking her shackle…

Deprivation produces the elements of the most rare…

The most treasured of states are bare…

Remains placed upon the dinner plate…

Ravishing fingers can never wait…

Only then, a part of me allows touch…

Before then, Love is too much…

🐰-Madamchryzl-🐰

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