20:48 04/11/2019
with the words written on my palms
i think back to your skinny arms
after years of dreaming of the end
i think back to you again
the ink runs down my hands
and i seem to lose my plans
i can't remember the feelings i described
i should use permanent ink next time
and now the smudge just serves as a reminder
of words i used to read kinder
so please rest your pretty feet
for i just don't want us to ever meet
20:51 04/11/2019
YOU ARE READING
petal poetry
Poetryyour flower face and rosy cheeks floral dress on petalled skin fast written poetry raw thoughts from my brain have a little piece of me and please enjoy your stay
