tender thing
please come close
climb into me further
i hold you tight to me
and you grab my wrist as i begin to leave
and you ask me how much you should love
and i dont say what im thinking
and the feeling falls over us
i hear you breathing in the dark
you hear me shaking
the embrace inside our minds is lurking
in the stillness we lie in silence
tender love
please hold on to me
dont fight the world
you should stay here with me
YOU ARE READING
my darkest mind
Poetryoh, my darkest mind, still as you incarnadine me in vain, you behold me as i fall. deeper, my darkest mind, roiling in fury, the fever you gift me, pain that befalls me, obsidian once sharp had since dulled to reveal the rectification of what used...
