Your kisses taste like blood
your teeth
and fingers paint
me in shades of purple
My body your canvas
my pain your masterpiece
- kissed by the muse
YOU ARE READING
Oblivion
PoetrySome people are like black holes - loving them is oblivion Isn't it scary how much damage one person can do? This is for the one who broke me. This is me trying to put the pieces back together. Healing through poetry. #tsc22 . . A collection of my p...
