you are forbidden
from me.
a secret kept locked
in the corner
of my mind that has
yet shown any sign of life.i ache,
left wondering
what you would do to me.would you burn the forests?
would you cause earthquakes
that rumble against my skin?or would you create silence
in the violence of my insecurities?you posses the qualities to
hold me in purity,
and cage my body
in white.so i don't understand
why i still see black.- 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...