silky lemonade touched my red velvet skin,
thick shoes clank on sharp metal,
your favourite liquor dancing on your textured tongue,
skeletons shaky bones clanking and dislocating,
suck me into your clear mind,
swallow me whole,
wont you help with the zipper on my skirt,
we dance with eachother,
but your familiar scent still lingers around my lamb-skin,
but shame on you, shame on you, shame on you,
use your gorgeous fingers to brush through my thin, pearl hair,
but your skin, it crumbles,
my skin, did i not notice my skin,
wont you help me with the zipper on my skirt - its stuck,
fair blades scratch at my lamb-skin,
out falls- my thin, pearl hair,
! My poem !
YOU ARE READING
nymphs
Poetry'u told me as u cried- fairytales are just a lie' :: where i share my poems ! (๑ᵔ⤙ᵔ๑)
