Reminded that you love me
Even without my blood to lap at,
i don't want to die in your arms anymore
I don't want to be a canvas masochistic
Paint me green and hug me strong, significant otherly.
I need not be minuscule and helpless;
I'm the husband that signs on the dotted line,
A blueless beanstalk even without you.
My firepit desires destruction;
She wants to scorch so that your trypophobia roars
I'll scratch under my flame's ears,
Cry,
And wait my two years' penance for last year's brocade
Each day marks me one mile closer to your body
Yet I know I have your heart already.
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An Enigma Is Too Much For A Cat To Eat
Poetrypoetry from the raw heart of a teenage girl. I wrote this poetry collection throughout my junior year of high school, when so much change was underneath the sun's aura. In and out of depression, in and out of the psych ward, I survived the first ha...
