As I am in bed I hear whispers in my head, what do I think as I lay?
Sex and Drugs.. Sex and Love?
Why does sex have to be passion can't we just play?
You speak of marriage with a man and some doves
But do you want to know what I think of? Girls
I don't think of how I will be judged above
She wear this around her neck, pearls
We could invite another- maybe boys
I'll have her singing a small tune and doing twirls
I can promise that silence won't exist but the world will know noise
They will want to comfort and to stay
But right now they should know their place as toys
There is no room to stay
As I am in bed I hear whispers in my head, what do I think as I lay?
About the Creator
Elina Sanchez
Just trying to juggle my career, school, and attempt to have a social life.
Writing is something I've always had a passion for but I rarely find time.
Now I am making time for my passions.
Instagram: @elina.sanch
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