there i was,
wrapping my entire collection
of cracked fallen pieces of my heart
around your dirty fingers
thinking you had the golden touch
to magically put them back together
YOU ARE READING
the morning after
Poetryand everything changes the morning after, right? // highest rank - #108 in poetry
"wrapped around your finger"
there i was,
wrapping my entire collection
of cracked fallen pieces of my heart
around your dirty fingers
thinking you had the golden touch
to magically put them back together
