I love
Your voice
I want to hear you scream
Hot blood,
Your touch
As you reach for me
I love the way your fire burns
These touches cause my skin to burn
Are you Helios
Cause your skin will
Burn
Under the touch of
Hephaestus
I love the way your voice quivers
The only love you'll get
Is from me.
Terrible,
Terrible
Another scolding
Wanna see your superman
Lose his bearings?
If you leave
You're messing with the
Arson goddess
Do you really want to run, darling?
I love
The way
your lips taste against mine
The blood,
Whimpers
Of protest makes this fun
I'd love to watch your castle burn
I'd love to make you all for me
The passion is the flame.
The only love you'll get
Is from me.
YOU ARE READING
Poems I made
PoesíaThe poems I make up both in the bathroom and during school/study time (oh god the first few are the worst)[This is mostly for me to keep track of my poetry progress and how many poems I've made]
