Scarlet Letters

[Madrigal]

I feel marks upon my skin

So tinted, passionately timber:

Colored as a lover?s rose.

I, though ashamed, am thrilled

To feel the burn,

To feel the mouth

From which I?ve learned

To suffocate these moans.

Do cauterize, for I adore

You more than I abhor

The mumbling neighbor.

Maddy (:

[Guest Rustic Monk]

:: golf clap ::

[Madrigal]

Thank you! Thank y... Oh, he's gone. >.>

*Frolics away*

Maddy (: