tell me how if
im in bed i could be
in heaven as well
show me that if
you are in my bed
i can only be in hell
your touch is burning on
my skin
and lips leave scars on fire
ill rip lines into your back
but it
will be
me
screaming.
YOU ARE READING
Language of Mine
Poetrypoetry to kill my dreams some of it is boring can't remember which ones are my favorites
