Ink Myself.

Love

Was my hell.

Fallen from rain

As my name says.

Rised to paradise between your legs,

Resting in your nest, kissing the flavour on your lips

Always wet.

Dying on every garden,

Since i could not smell.

Vainilla on my head,

Ink my self with the blood of an ocean neck.

I understand.

I will try again.

Louder,

So don't blame me

So don't be scared.

Its because I love me

That I Ink Myself.

A. Rheinn

RheinnPoetry

- Ink myself. -

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