let me lay down in your arms
for a little while
make some promises,
steal some smiles.
let me put my arms around your neck
and whisper sweet nothings in your ears
let me hold your hand,
look into your eyes
till all my darkness disappears.
let me press soft kisses on your face
and find my escape in the way your eyes gleam.
'cause baby, this home's a graveyard of memories,
this mind's a mortuary of dreams.
YOU ARE READING
Burning.
Poetry..For anyone who's suffering out there, fighting with your own set of demons. ( you're not alone, you know.) Dedicated to one of my closest friends, H.
