you asked for a warning.
i am a warning, babe,
my eyes are a riptide
and my breath is a tornado
and I'll blow you away with my moans and you'll drown with your head between my thighs.
YOU ARE READING
Survive: Collected Poems
Poetry~WATTY'S 2019~ ~NOTICE~ AS OF 2/3/19, THIS COLLECTION HAS TOO MANY PARTS! READ VOLUME 2, THRIVE, OUT TODAY! On the pain, love, and passion that makes me human. Potential swearing, mentions of suicide, self harm, depression, rape, etc.
Storm Warnings
you asked for a warning.
i am a warning, babe,
my eyes are a riptide
and my breath is a tornado
and I'll blow you away with my moans and you'll drown with your head between my thighs.
