Tarnish my heart
With poisonous kisses
That map midnight veins
In indelible ink
Love those who
Surely corrode you
In starless depths
We both shall sink
For I am left
A heartbroken mess
Tie up my thoughts
In ribbon of pink
Too much of you
Inhabits my rooms
Occupy my dreams
I can no longer think
YOU ARE READING
Petrichor
PoetryWe grow old eventually {here are the waking thoughts that consume me}
