Superficial Sonnet

Shall I compare you to a summer’s day?
You are hot as fuck and make me so tired.
Rough sex do shake the bed frame as I lay
And watch you-you with the passion I inspired.

Sometimes too hot for mine eyes to behold,
I must look away lest I be blinded.
The ring upon your finger shines as gold;
The gleam, my dear, I never have minded.

But your eternal hotness soon shall fade,
And will you see how mine has faded, too?
Death shall take out our hot asses with spade
And shovel, dragging me to hell with you.

But I guess there are other parts of you I like;
Together, through the afterlife, we’ll hike.

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Love ❀ ❀



  1. N says:

    Wow…that’s something!

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    1. RENEE says:

      Thank you so much πŸ™‚
      stay amazing πŸ˜€
      be in touch πŸ™‚
      Love ❀ ❀

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