And now we separate,
The taste of your name
Still on my lips,
The bruise on my heart
Raw to the touch.
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
PoetryA collection of the poetry I've written over the past few years. A large amount of my inspiration comes from trials and heartbreak. I hope you find solace in these words.
Separate
And now we separate,
The taste of your name
Still on my lips,
The bruise on my heart
Raw to the touch.
