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          ~HEAVEN~

A hobo was shouting at the top of his lungs, he said:

“When I die, I want to go to heaven!”

I laughed because the heaven I know is right before me.

The heaven I know is strapped in red stilettos.

Her dark brown hair flowing down to the small of her back,

Her deep blue eyes calling out to me,

With wine glasses in her hands she’s swaying those hips right towards me.

I know I might be wrong, but this is my heaven.

And if God permits,

She shall be the death of me.


             ~


Seduction if I may; was when she handed over that glass to me

I cannot distinguish which is more of red; the wine? or her lips?

Her ever blue eyes enchanted me from miles away,

An ocean I would gladly drown in

"Drink" she smiled at me

That single smile would be my undoing.

I have set my glass aside and wrapped my arms around her

"I'll rather drink from the red of your lips"

...Tonight, I'd rather die in your hands...and die again.

My brunette beauty, My dear heaven.

-T.O.ef



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  1. DanielDecember 4, 2022 at 9:51 PM

    🥺Nice one T.O.ef "and if god permits, she shall be the death of me " 😏

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