after i
disappear
from your life
your hands
nor anyone
else will
be able to
satisfy you like
my body
did

YOU ARE READING
you're not a poet.
Poetryim not a poet. i just watch the world go by every second, minute, hour. like a normal person and feel my heart pumping through my brain
no longer
after i
disappear
from your life
your hands
nor anyone
else will
be able to
satisfy you like
my body
did