When you're away, life feels like something I can't take. So I wait and wait till the next day.
There you are, beautiful yet chaotic. My head spins because you're the only thing that's on it.
Time stops as I watch you wait for me. You always resembled a broken masterpiece.
I always wondered why you weren't placed in a museum alongside Mona Lisa and David. But your body is mine and I wish to save it.
You walk your way over to me and steal my breath. For us, words are better left unsaid.
You push me up against a wall, but in a gentle manner. You once said that if I were hurt, you'd be shattered.
Our relationship is dangerous but it keeps us sane; and now my blood is toxic because you run through my veins.
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Cocaine kisses
PoetryOnce upon a time, we shared our wicked blisses. But in the end, they were nothing but cocaine kisses. Highest ranking: #42 in poetry