Your love was rough on my bare heart
but I wore it like my favourite set of lingerie
soaked in the deeper shades of wine
my heart leapt at your satin touch
gasping for air in your feathery cage
I weaved us with the finest thread
hooked up in the nights' dream
I adored the way we intertwined to one
and despite all the fading colours
I'd lose everything to feel it all again
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Melancholy Thistle
PoetryUntil its time, For my stardusts to be free again Would you allow my soul to take shelter in yours ? Some poetries for y'all.🦋 Started: 17/07/2021
