there are paralleled universes intertwined in our fingertips,
i see a lifetime reflected back to me in your eyes,
and as my lips graze the map of your universe,
sparkling against my tongue, i get an aftertaste of divineness,
i feel the pulling of our past with every breath,
each of my bones is wrapped in string, tightening me towards you.
you're ingrained into the fibres of my being,
and my soul longs for yours once again.
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confessions of a love addict
PoetryConfessions of a love addict follows the journey of coping with the ups and downs of love, relationships, and finding oneself. This poetry collection takes an intimate look at the causes and complications of how being in love (and without it) affect...
