Our faces held each other like twigs in a bonfire
Yet we speak lies and twist them like vines
Into branches, coiled into itself
"I love you,"
Sometimes I wish I would hear that one such night
Her eyes wouldn't drift nor would she stare
Sometimes I wish her branches would fall apart
and rot away; her core left to touch
And oh my dear! My heart beats like you have never seen
Not for sweet words; those twisted vines
But for your singing voice you have tucked away
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My Unexplored Humanity
PuisiMy Unexplored Humanity is a collection of heartfelt poems that delve into the depths of my emotions, allowing readers to connect with their own inner truths. This book is a safe space for self-reflection and exploration, free from any inappropriate...
