Your voice is a melody stuck in my head.
I hear it when I lay in bed,
spread,
comfortably under my sheet.
When I think of your voice my body begins to overheat.
Causing my heart to beat,
because of how much your voice endures.
Causing my body to purr.
I'm not sure,
if there may be a cure.
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MY BRAIN (poetry)
PoetryAs a person who overthinks all the time my mind flows with my most precious thoughts, always seeking to create everlasting essays that shape me. There's beauty in honesty, and that's what I want to bring to every piece. I read each of my thoughts as...
