Daily Prompt: Infect (Love Sick)

Posted on by Beast in Poetry

Sick to my core,

Diseased with no cure.

Ill to each cell,

Lost to medicine or spell.

I let you infect me,

I don’t ever want to be beauty free.

For it’s not bad,

I’m dying and I’m glad.

For I’ll go with a smile,

Knowing I have you til I die.

Fevered and happy,

Your loved up Daddy.

via Daily Prompt: Infect

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