We go up in flames like a house caught in a forest fire
A hot burning filling our lungs with every gasoline filled kiss
Our hips crashing like the strike of a match to set our skin ablaze
Sweat mixed with ash to stain my silky sheets
What starts with a spark is reduced to dust
ŞİMDİ OKUDUĞUN
Poems I guess
ŞiirSome poetry-ish things I've been working on, little writing pieces Idk just random things I feel like writing about.
