I edited one of my earlier poems from last year and I thought I just had to share it with you all! Looking back, it's crazy to see how far we have grown and I am truly thankful for all of you!
I dream of you
in black and blue
and wonder of all
the damage we could do.
You tease and prod me
with your lips "Be still, be bold"
you whisper, holding tightly my hips;
with a certain chill of danger
that stunts my heart.
I do as I'm told.
We're fire on fire
and in each kiss
the sparks fly higher
this blaze burns louder.
Yet in the shadows
you are a demon and a liar.
Who knew?
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I hoped you enjoy this poem as much as I enjoyed writing it!
~ Have you ever lit a match?
I have not.
Is it weird that I am scared of matches? I'm not scared of fire but I'm scared of matches.
Let me know if that's you too.
Sending you all my love,
D.O.
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