you can tell everybody.
carry the heavy load for longer.
make it heavier even.
i wouldn't ask for more again.
i can't keep the make up my mind on anything.
there's no use in giving me choices.
soak up the tears with every vessel of my girl-hood.
my sore bottom lip still feels bruised but i still pick it.
YOU ARE READING
lover illusion
Poetrywhatever you want, please take it. may my own desires be thrown away, take my heart, soul, and body with intention. take it all.
