You've beckoned me out of my mind
and pulled me to your side.
Your smell, your touch,
I imagine as sweet as cyanide.
Inhaling 'till my lungs have died.
Breathless and never alone,
there's nowhere to hide...
so it's you and to you alone whom I'll never not confide.
I'll speak these breathless words so you know that to you
I have never lied.
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Nociception & Nonsensical Metaphors
PoetryPretty writings! Mostly poetry about being in love (but theres other stuff too ^_^) Hope you like!! (2015)