There's nothing like the warmth of your hands around my neck
Or my hair between your fingers
I wouldn't say I like being in love if it's painful
I don't think there is anything wrong with them cohabitating side by side
It's natures natural balance
You bring flowers
I let you destroy the petals
If I'm the light to your dark
I've never been more excited to feel your depths
Push me off the edge and let me fall
It isn't love if there's not a little torture
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Before I Blackout
PoetryMy best work is done when I'm on the edge of blacking out, when you finally stop trying to pretend you have a grip on what runs though your mind, you should try writing with your eyes half closed and your mind wide open. This may be an on going pro...
