Kisses like those LSDs I never tried.
And his scent,
Flies up in melancholic waves of sparkles
And fills my whole room, just like cigarette smoke.
My room spins around my head,
I close my eyes as it drowns me in a brief but intense ecstasy.
YOU ARE READING
Chaos
PoetryIn the middle of my chaos, there was you. This book, lets you inside of my mind, inside of my soul, and together, we can feel again. #201 in poetry
