rosy cheeks and pale skin
but somewhere under that beautiful blush
a monster is waiting
to tear me apart
and stain your cheeks
with blood
until they are rosy again
and you can blush.
YOU ARE READING
Poems - because words can be beautiful
Poetrypoems - because words can be beautiful === The more serious and less traditional of a duo of ongoing poetry collections. It's other half is shallow and your simple rhyming book. This one is just a pile of thoughts and emotions on a page, not rhyming...
rosy
rosy cheeks and pale skin
but somewhere under that beautiful blush
a monster is waiting
to tear me apart
and stain your cheeks
with blood
until they are rosy again
and you can blush.
