15:11 03/06/2018
i don't even like you
i'm just curious
how i would feel in your arms
the taste of your lipsthe apple is rolling away from my touch
too far away already
i don't even want it all that much
but my it just looks so tastyi lick my lips in anticipation
of a kiss that will never be felt
but i guess my mind is agitated
which is why you're featured in my messthe roads you traced are engraved in my skin
the tattoo didn't even sting
though the process was simple, now i can see
that the aftermath left me not feeling a thingnow i'm empty but beautiful
covered in your marks
a solid shell of your artwork
a gallery of your pastthough that is all i will ever be
a collection of your memories
and nothing will ever bloom
for that's just not something that we'd do15:20 03/06/2018

YOU ARE READING
petal poetry
Poetryyour flower face and rosy cheeks floral dress on petalled skin fast written poetry raw thoughts from my brain have a little piece of me and please enjoy your stay