Your voice was a melody,
wrapped in poison ivy leaves
and I never knew until you left
my heart itching and stuck,
unable to get you off my skin.
YOU ARE READING
Love x Stitches
PoetryBetween the fairy tales and tragedies blooms love, best in the face of adversity to revive a purpose lost to jealousy, concealed by a trust of faithful blindness, and not always ending in happily ever after. [ : : : ] A collection of poetry...
: melody :
Your voice was a melody,
wrapped in poison ivy leaves
and I never knew until you left
my heart itching and stuck,
unable to get you off my skin.
