Leopards can’t change their spots



I wanna fill you like pages of love poems unsaid

Like soft sheeted pillows and covers in bed

I want to plant you like wheat in a farmer’s field

Completely get lost in your body and yield

To loving like loves never been felt before

And knocking like no one’s ever locked a door

And know that I fill you like pages and sheets

And live like there’s no validity to ‘history repeats’




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Beavis's picture


i get the title, but this works better for me without it. Perhaps it's simply the moon ;-)

running_with_rabbits's picture

no no

I hate the title I just didn't have a better one

Much Love