A silent dance of skin and tears
The soft sound of your breathless words
Your past isn't what makes you
But you hold on to it
Everyone else's flew out the window
I handed you a piece of me to hold on to
When those terrors haunt your sleeping figure
Just know that I'll always be at your side
Whether night or day
I will never ever
Think of going astray
When your needing love or comfort.
....Inspired by a book I read "The art of seducing my older brother" by NoPressureJustBoxers.
So u should follow and read her books.
Because it will make me happy!
And you care right?
Right!
YOU ARE READING
My Poems
PoésieThese are just some of my poems and stuff. Each one means something to me deep down....so yeah, you should read it and please dont steal.