I'm addicted to love
Though, not in love at all;
To keep them is a climb
So I rather see them fall.
A burst of lustful feelings,
Volcanic wants and needs,
A thirst for her acidic flavour,
And her heart with all it bleeds.
She is so fucking pretty!
I dig deeper so I find
That she is more than beauty
As I am aroused by her mind.
She is the one I want
So I intend to make her mine
Knowing time dilutes the taste
For I only savour love in its prime.
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Tainted From a Broken Heart - Poems
PoetryWhen one has their heart broken one too many times, then they become prone to letting go the next person they fall for a little easier. Possibly they no longer feel or maybe they fear from it happening again. Emotionally numb or snake bitten, their...
