I want you to rock me to sleep, in your arms made of licorice, kiss me with your strawberry wine lips, see me through your eyes made by chocolate dipped almonds, and love me with your heart made of pure sugar, wrapped in a nerds rope.
Sing to me with your voice of honey, that slips through your strawberry wine lips, as I drift off to sleep, to dream of the sweet and savory love that we share.
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YOU ARE READING
All of Me In A Bowl.
PoetryJust small writings, some with meaning, some with stories, some with love, some with tears. Some may be real, others may be fiction, some may be personal, and some may come pain. I love writing, but I'm scared to show it.
