The curse broke
The rain poured down
And in the cold autumn nights
You were my warm blanket
Warming my scars with your love
God's gift you were at your best
My heart's need at my worst
You held me like I never could
You pat my hand with your choices
And I love you with all my heart
Beneath pericardium
Deep upon the subtle layers
My love for you breathes
In the times of skyscrapers
You bring me back to the carriage age
You've pure hands
In the age of impure embraces
You're what
I could never imagine would exist
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PoetryA collection of my poetries. Some of these would be romantic, others would be about friendship, trauma, childhood trauma, mental illness and more. A lot of the ones I'm gonna post here are already posted on my social media. Follow me on there to re...
