i remember how each touch felt.
soft,
warm,
safe.
and they always gave me chills.
(you always gave me chills).
i burned the knuckle on my middle finger tonight.
i didn't feel the sting until i brushed it against my duvet cover.
i didn't feel it.
i couldn't feel how your touch burned me the same time it soothed me
YOU ARE READING
an ode to the loveless, these are for you.
Poetrypoetry to help aid your understanding of emotions that are too strong to deal with alone, and also some insight into my mind and soul. enjoy. HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Poem #1 in Mania #1 in Doubt #1 in Longing #2 in Need
