From beneath the coffins of my thoughts,
A soul haunts the passion of my consciousness,
draws whispers on the walls of my minds,
and swing between the strings of my hearts,
A toxin flowing within the blood of my veins,
that strengthen with the pulse of my hearts,
and feeds the gardens of my thoughts,
poisons the roots of my flowers,
Assassinates the thirst for my dreams,
Have my ghost kissed you,
on a shore that lays between;
the lines of fires and waters;
and whispered my love to you?
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Burning Papers-love poems
PoetryThese set of poems were published to describe love in a very unique way, hope, love and hate all in one poem
