Taint the Love

His innocence is so pure,
his words are full with care and softness.
So young and speaks of love,
so yet to gasp the senses.

He keeps on telling words,
that resonate inside me,
that keep me feeling youthful and really really bad.

For all there is to feel there –
making the fiction true –
blurring the vision more,
trying to seduce… or show affection, lure…

Just like old witches den,
with beautiful yet dreadful,
the consequences meantful, regretful and despised…

But really it is so sweet,
to keep on trying nectar
of words and wishes by him,
that truthfully are cute.

This beauty really makes me
play more and more with this boy,
although just like it gets me –
excited to taint love.

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