I want to be a part of you, always.
weather I'm me or your tear rolling down your cheek and sent to parish on the bud of your lips.
weather I'm me or your laughter warmly floating on the crisp breeze.
Whether I'm me or the kisses of melanin the sun scattered across your face.
weather I'm me or a curling lock if the silky red hanging from your head.
I don't care. I want to be a part of you,
always
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The book of rizz
Poetrythis is literally just a romantic poem book 💀 anyway all the poems are originals, feel free to take them/repost them/use them for class/make your friends think you're a rizzerd/ and blah blah
