FIFTY-ONE
havoc along my spine
Let your hands cause
not war on life,
but war on my thighs.
Let your lips cause havoc
on my flesh,
deep havoc that
stays and stains.
What did you look for in a significant other?
𐎀 With my relationship, there were a few things I was looking for before I committed to it & was lucky enough to find. Someone who is passionate & isn't afraid to share that passion. Someone who is gentle & isn't afraid to show their emotions. Also, someone who is creative in some form! Aka my boyfriend in a nutshell.
May
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PoetryMELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. SOON TO BE A PUBLISHED PAPERBACK. COMING 2025! This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly, you begin to forget I even exist. All of me, the hard parts of flesh you could never seem to love...
