Poetry in My Veins

Poetry in My Veins POETRY BY MARCEL. Scorpio. My pen bleeds'my soul weeps
My heart wilts, my pain is deep.

26/11/2025

30th November, 2025🕊️🕊️🕊️

20/08/2025

If you killed someone I'd hide the body
I'd dig the grave and still tell you to be brave
I would tell nobody, I won't say The Grace.
I would lie on the stand, even with a Bible on my hand.

I would take the fall if ever I were caught
I would deny in court ever handling the gun you bought
And I won't contradict myself, I'll gladly accept any verdict.
Oh yeah, I won't even need a lawyer;
Just your cutesy face will help me win the case.

If you robbed a bank I'd back you up.
You'd hold the gun and I'd be your henchman.
I'd be involved all the way; planning, robbing...night or day.
I'd recharge your lost confidence, and I'll wipe clean any evidence.

If you served in church, I'd be good and such.
I would let you handle lil kids, and I would plant a lil kiss
On the cheeks, and lips. And I would caress your hips.
I would make sure you hum to the Lord,
As you get wet with your cum...and my load😈🍑💦.

R. M
Bleeding Pen

01/08/2025

Just look at her, the one I hold so close and dear
That God gave me this gift is so unfair
She is a mystical diva, that is so clear
Oh man, have you seen her natural hair?

Look at this angel again, and again
And tell me if this beauty ain't uncontested
Look at her again, my friend,
And tell me if I ain't blessed and bequested.

Her flawless skin looks so royal
she's soft to the touch and her dress gives regal
With her body you can see it in my eyes
how I adore her sweet cheeks and thick thighs.

She is a testimony of the Genesis' creation
The lady in my wildest imagination and lucid dreams
She is the tool to gauge perfection
Given her body , her moans and screams.

Her beauty is so rare, just like her name Claire
If she didn't come straight from heaven, then I don't know where
She can keep my deepest secret
And me hers; it is sacred.

She comes with flaunty 'assests' and wity brains
She is my umbrella when it rains
Be it light or be it dark,
Who the f**k is she if not my golden luck?

I love her big intuitive eyes
I hate it when she cries
I can't stray away, can't bid goodbye
We'll be together. Forever. Love won't die.


Ronoh Marcel

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