it's like your loves a mansion and I'm the visitor, just coming to look, and not to settle.
Signs say do not touch, but I'm so tempted, to touch something so beautiful, your so close to being my possession.
I want to stay, but I'll keep my distance, not letting anyone see how close I'll get.
YOU ARE READING
You Consume Me /Poetry
PoetryLove is toxic, temporary, and fake. Updated often, i get fucked over alot
