Poems from Charles Paradiso
-I hate that you make me jealous.
I despise that you know how to make me jealous,
I loathe the reason why you told me you were making...
-Tourquoiste amber in her eyes open me to a new world where herI alwyas comply.
Her shirt toys with and around me tempting are her breasts...
-I can see that you're keeping things from me
but I don't want to know why it is but eventually
I'll wonder if it is my biz.
We still can't communicate...
-You only like me
Because I was your first body
But your fondness will fade
Because of my false charade.
So I won't open up until I bust...