I hope to breathe in the courage necessary to tell him that he is my heart's owner
I desire his company, though I'm a loner
To look into those big brown eyes and shiver
And shutter from being so vulnerable while my heart flutters
No, never again will I long for the futile crushes
Or gush
I cut him out of my heart's center
And the cold passes
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Brainstorm by Rhizome Olivia Quondam
PoetryTake a ride to the dark side of the human heart. Is it love, lust, or leverage? What happens when a muse seduces their poet? This narrated epic (poem) fiction contains a collection of narrative persona poems, detailing each step of the narrator's...
