I could
always sense
the danger
radiating from
your eyes,
yet my heart
willingly got
stuck within
the burning
threads of
your fiery
web, wanting
to feel the
flames on my
pale skin,
wanting my
bones to
melt by the
heat of your
passion and
taste a new
kind of warmth.
little did I
know, that
unlike you,
your love is
a wild ocean
that
extinguished
my blaze,
till nothing
remained but
wet embers
painted with
hues of black
and grey.
your emerald
waves, were
violently
crushing
against my ribs
and by each
breath I took,
I was drowning
more, for
I was choking
on the water
of your lies.
YOU ARE READING
Dried petals
Poetry"and I find myself tucking your smile in the space that lies between every letter .for babe , if I can't keep you by my side ,then I'll lock you in each poem these hands write down ."_Aya Highest rank #43 in poetry on 23/7/2017 .
