Always on the outbreath,
Never looking in.
Switching places with our hearts,
Fingers soaked in sin.
Fraying ropes like cables,
Knots beneath our skin,
Oh, when will love like ours
Blend in?
YOU ARE READING
// GO AWAY //
PoesíaSometimes I wish people would just leave me alone. In that case, allow me to entertain you.
