You and your
Lovely fingertips
Dancing across
My skin.
Leaving delicious
Little roadways
That pave
Towards extacy.
Oh how delightful
Is your color
And gay is
The night.
My hands wrapped
Around you
In such a
Tragic demise.
For here comes
Your father
With a dreadful
Looking face.
And your mother
Isn't laughing,
What your sister
Said is true.
If we're all
Going to hell
Then so
Are you.
Author notes
This is just something that sort of popped out of me. A form of irony if you will. It describes my girlfriend's family's reaction to us being together and their general opinion toward gay people which I find... quite funny :]
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