CRY ME AN APOLOGY
Sweep to my feet
Leave kisses on your way over
Treat me like royalty
Sing to the seeds of apology and let them grow older
Kneel
Look up at me
Cry a melody
I'll smirk and consider a pity
Crawl miles till you find the best rose in the garden
You'll bring me hundreds and the last will be my meal
Watch me munch on the petals you fetched
Toss the thorns to your steps
Enjoy the sharp ends at my command
YOU ARE READING
4am
ПоэзияI spent most of my life learning how to feel less These days I teach myself to feel more Kill your emotions and you'll die along with them C O M P L E T E D 2016•2018
