there is a war inside my mind,
and a satisfaction that only you
could numb.
i hardly know the ashes
that stagger against your
burdens,
but i do know that a intimate moment
shared between our souls,
would be catastrophic.
the disaster formed at the end,
wouldn't even dared be touched by you.
it will be all from me,
standing in the middle of the chaos.
covered in your burdens,
your demons,
the depths of your
soul most haunting,
watching with tears burning down my face.
i couldn't do that to you,
but a piece just knows,
that an eternity within
your presence,
is a itch that a simple
touch from you,
can complete.
- zmh
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drops of champagne
Poetrydrops of champagne stains my skin, as memories of your lips burn with each passing sip as i float down to hell with you. DISCLAIMER: if you see any grammar mistakes, i do apologize but also let me know so that i am able to fix them as soon as pos...
