With every kiss she put blissful quotes into his skin.
And everything that she could never tell him.
Hoping they'd sink in through the layers that kept him warm and guarded his secrets.
Letting him know what hid inside her mind without using words.
But she wanted to touch the mazes down his spine and remember every texture of his arms.
Before he knew it all, because when her thoughts would sink too deeply there would be no air in her lungs for him to save her.
~a.w~
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Sad Poems
Poetrya variety of losses, regrets, and depression wrapped into a mess of a poem book started: 04.29.15 completed: 06.24.19 a book that has existed almost as long as I have on here. thank you for giving my story a chance (my apologies if some are really c...
