Black Venus
Looking at you
sleeping.
Dreaming
I am.
Or am I not?
Fighting clichés now
love feels real.
You,
yes you,
raping my dark fiction
with your love.
The only thing I see
is light.
You,
being you.
Anita.
Should we?
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Abstract
p><p id="802a">sleeping.</p><p id="0fc7">Dreaming</p><p id="6f80">I am.</p><p id="37e6">Or am I not?</p><p id="76f1">Fighting clichés now</p><p id="b7e0">love feels real.</p><p id="a964">You,</p><p id="3c96">yes you,</p><p id="9017">r
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aping my dark fiction</p><p id="ce08">with your love.</p><p id="2190">The only thing I see</p><p id="f6a2">is light.</p><p id="f4e3">You,</p><p id="2bd9">being you.</p><p id="6da0">Anita.</p><p id="1271">Should we?</p></article></body>
Poetry
Love
Life
Women
Muse