introspectivity. a poetry collection

𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬

I'm wearing my red dress

you're under my duress

your face I caress

you want to confess

that I take up your thoughts

all of the time

breathe in.

breathe out.

turn around

face the music

of my beating heart

I know that you're tongue-tied

and I sing pretty lullabies

so you can sleep easy

show me your imperfections

I know I will love them

regardless