Dismissing trust.
Flames of lust.
No harm in a touch that wasn't enough.
Chemicals must.
Living rough.
Hard to think when hooked on your musk.
Questions and cuss.
Metals to rust.
Fantasies revealed as a hungry bluff.
From dawn to dusk.
Storms to dust.
A star-crossed love just wasn't for us.
~ rhianna power (@rhiannalpower)
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Little Thoughts
Poesía"My soul is a star, locked in orbit. An endless ellipse, the centre; you're it..." Sometimes poems, sometimes passages, sometimes little thoughts. ?☺️ Highest rank in poetry: #39 (May 9, 2018)
