The power that flows through your veins
As your fingertips gently caress my lips
It makes me weak at the knees
The power I give to you
Makes me tender to your stare, touch, person
It weakens me to a state of trembling
Till I'm nothing but a mess on the floor
And your holy eyes stare at me from across the void
And suck me in like a black hole
Struggling was helplessly useless
I could do nothing but open my arms
To welcome you into my hold
And it would feel like a million fireworks
In my heart
A jolt of electricity fires through my bloodstream
Like wild fires,
Devastating
Taking everything away
Erasing myself from existence
Till I'm nothing but
Codependent dust
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Hopeless Poet
PoetryI write about the world. Her, him, the places of meaning, aggression, compassion, or human nature. TRIGGER WARNING !! some poems talk about s*elf harm and su*cide. Please do not read if you are sensitive to such topics. I will try to put a trigger...
