Toluene
He is a truly sublime being,
his "I love you's" like
sticky notes, stickers,
every embrace leaves
an imprint on my arms,
every kiss clings to my tongue
until I taste him again,
His love, an adhesive,
a sudden wallop of rapture
flowing through each
cremation chamber,
making my heart hum hum hum
a little faster faster faster
love knows no punctuation
- Crimsyy
A/N: Thankyou for reading so far guys and girls (: please vote and please do comment any thoughts you have on this poem or even if you liked it...and to my fellow Grammar Nazis, i know the "i love you's" part is weird but i didn't know how else to put it in a grammatically correct way XD
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PoetryThere are cigarette lighters everywhere you turn. Welcome to my new book, Burn! I hope you enjoy it (: - Crimsyy
