our bodies molded together,
warmth warmth
all i feel
skin flush to another
nothing between us now
except for tension
and our past.
let go,
melt into me,
let what is
be.
YOU ARE READING
ampersand
Poetrya collection of trash poetry from a girl who tries to treat people with kindness although many have been unkind to her
flush
our bodies molded together,
warmth warmth
all i feel
skin flush to another
nothing between us now
except for tension
and our past.
let go,
melt into me,
let what is
be.
