You pushed me up
Against a wall
And devoured my lips
Despite
Not getting
My approval
-every night I sleep terrified you'd come back to finish what you started
YOU ARE READING
The Aftertaste
PoetryThese are just a bunch of shitty poems (at least I think they're poems) don't even waste your time
Hundred and Four
You pushed me up
Against a wall
And devoured my lips
Despite
Not getting
My approval
-every night I sleep terrified you'd come back to finish what you started
