they say love tastes sweet
but he tastes like liquid gold
its warm and it glows
and it's stored in my soul
he is sunlit energy
that digs into my skin
a burning so good
i don't notice the pain i'm in
he is hot to the touch,
and he melts me like butter.
but oh when our hearts meet
when we both burn bright amber,
i know we are safe because
we have each other.
- diaryofalittlestar
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Poetrya collection of unique poetry fueled by random deep emotions and thoughts that sometimes sound unsettling. eldest thought daughter.
