Split me apart,
piece by piece,
never to be whole again.
Split me apart
into shattered fragments,
like the glass on the marble floor.
Split me apart,
my lover.
For this is what you do the most
when I am completely shattered,
vulnerable and naked.
~ Taylor-Anne
April 22, 2019.
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My Bittersweet Tangerine Heart | 2
PoetryHighest Ranks: #1 in poetrycommunity 10/11/19. #6 in poetrybook 10/11/19. #2 in eroticpoetry 2/10/2020. Created & Published: 10/24/2018. Completed: 10/19/19. This is the second collection of my poetry. Welcome, these poems are a continuation of...
