VI. I PLEAD NOT GUILTY
{FIRST LETTER TO ALICE}
i won't let you guilt me.
you're trying to make me so guilty
that i run back and fall at your feet
that i kiss the ground you walk on
and let my lips trail upwards
on your thighs
on your hip bone
on your stomach
on your chest
on your neck
on your lips
on your face
i won't do it.
not anymore.
YOU ARE READING
every rose will die
Poetry❝every rose has a thorn.❞ through poetry alice tries to get over carter and carter tries to explain. / completed as of 8.16.17 /
