Distance doesn't quench taste
And finding you doesn't stop my hunger.
The more you snub or distance yourself
The more intense you cause your charisma to be more attractive to me.
This I gladly pursue.
YOU ARE READING
Dead Letters
PoetryWe are Afraid. The supposed Ones with bravery of hearts are weakened because of affection. Now we lay low on succulent beds and Undercovers. These are my honest Dead Letters.
