Cupcake's blog: "old poems."

powerless, i was quick to speak to you. so to prove i was your malleable ingenue. regrets surreptitiously bleed from my mind. my honorable esteem was binding me blind. alas, i lay these fetid fruits to rest and harvest my collection if unavailing conquests.

fastidiously, you hang about the sky come back down and lie with me. wrap yourself in my covetous cover you dance in this condition so gingerly. many men mingle in my web of temptation but all lack lustre and bloom no beauty. i wear this epic design on my sleeve and repair each stitch so carefully. attack this love that falls upon your lap. the flame is biting and deeply salacious. or drown in these words while you sit back in overwhelmingly utter amazement.