my name fell off your lips
like a hymn from an angel choir
your passion rattled my skin
spreading like an unstoppable wildfire
and when I tried to escape
because your love became overwhelming
you held me to your chest, then said
"it's supposed to feel that way: devoted and unyielding"
drakoyne 彡
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Ivy Indigo
Poetrya short poetic story of an ivy whose roots climbed the wrong walls, and yet found home in another's house of stone.
