I promise you, some day I'll write you a poem.
One where I walk into a bookstore on a honey warm day. How I hid between the pages of each book absorbing the imaginable love. Found me so enthralled in my hearts desires.
Yet I kept my head as I could only rely on my own heart to keep me safe. Minutes spent worrying if his heart beat for mine caused my own disarray. Only to look into eyes so dark, pools of ink devouring light in their intensity.
You cannot be consumed without consent but for you I gave mine so freely. No heaven above could draw me away from the many thick and unyielding layers of you.
Once free from your rapture my own eyes could see the Tartarean depths you held.
This tower you locked me in though it may be covered in gold; wasn't strong enough to keep me in.
YOU ARE READING
Render Me Silent
Short StoryThis book holds a collection of my short writings. It's purpose is to hold my thoughts in once place. Many of you have expressed your enjoyment of my work so I post them here. I hope you enjoy, I always love feedback♥️
