I need to abstain
My bleeding heart flows through your skin
Drunk as if a glass of wine
A toast to celebrate beloved
Your eyes enrapture me in light
Warmth from your breathe melts my misery
I walk in your shadow
For I have become you
Your own sentiments are mine
Coldness has seeped in from your touch
Skin as soft as petals
But I bleed as if touched roses teeth
...You are my intoxication
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Tears Of A Confused Soul // Poems
PoesiaI don't speak for you, I don't speak of societal truths I speak for myself, I speak of my truths My heart is mine. My Poems. not much to it. No specific genre, just my mood in that moment and time. Since it has to do with my moods, I may not post...
