Hiding in the cracks of your ribs
I slither my way up to your heart
And I squeeze until it pops
And make my home
In the pool of your blood
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Poems
PoetryWhile in English exists only one word for it, the ancient Greeks with their aim for self-understanding and knowledge found eight different varieties of love that we might all experience at some point: 1. Eros (Erotic love) - represents the idea of s...
Love is a killer
Hiding in the cracks of your ribs
I slither my way up to your heart
And I squeeze until it pops
And make my home
In the pool of your blood
