Depravation

Your mouth smiles
At my perverted thoughts,
Arced lips stretching afar,
Nobody knows who we really are.

You laughed once when faking the truth,
You laughed twice when they told you
To laugh no more.
Then we both laughed
And our cheeks got sore.

Cold feet is not a problem;
We will just warm up in the bed.
Nothing left to be said.

Let’s just go ahead and show
our whimsical and twisted
smiles.