I swallow the pain
allow it to fill me up
every last drop
from your ever-giving cup.
As it runs through my veins
I whisper never again
into the silent darkness
while knowing that I will.
I'll allow your love
to devour me whole
I'll dive right in
despite all I've been told.
I'll bask in the warmth
of your energy
knowing exactly
what it could do to me.
Ready to drink from the cup
when things go wrong
just like you knew
I would all along.
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In The Name Of Love
Poetry"Come inside this heart of mine, feel the beat to the poets rhyme, words they tumble, spilling pain, tales of woe or love, again." Poems about love, good and bad, real and imagined, sometimes beautiful, sometimes dark but always, always, from the...
