if love is real
i want it be a gentle touch
in the midnight rain,
while the mask of insecurity
is stripped from my body.
if love is real,
let it be the truth
in a shared smile
while we sip our three am coffee,
studying each other like an open book.
if love is real,
understand that my garden
has been wilted from those
that promise to plant seeds
of stability,
but leave me dry in the
draining sun.
if love is real,
embrace the good within me.
intertwine my soul, and wrap it
around your heart
so that i may live forever
in the comfort of knowing
what true love is like.
so that i may die,
a happy and
loved woman.
instead of the wreckage
that leaks from my insanity.
- zmh
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drops of champagne
Poetrydrops of champagne stains my skin, as memories of your lips burn with each passing sip as i float down to hell with you. DISCLAIMER: if you see any grammar mistakes, i do apologize but also let me know so that i am able to fix them as soon as pos...
