Let me fall
melt
into your hands.
Swirl me into a mess,
with all your heart and mine combined felt,
leave me as a puddle of love
possessed.
in the shrink of your palm,
I am anything you make of me,
whether it is calm, or a riot,
just please silence my mind,
turn me quiet.
YOU ARE READING
Maeve's Poetry
PoesiaThis is a bundle of my poems. Yes, those I write too. Feedback is always allowed! These poems may not be pretty, and some may be. These poems are the plump heart to darkness and light. Red, and grim, but still beating, and now in your hand, I give y...
