Hold me close with your words;
Open my heart with a glance. Just
Please tread lightly through my dreams,
Even one touch of yours fuels those
Foolish musings, those young desires, those great and heart-wrenching hopes of mine.
Undress my secret aching with a laugh.
Let me drink the thought of loving you; I'll sip until my lungs are raw and dry. My greatest hope is poison all in one: that your thought of loving me is just as fried.
YOU ARE READING
poetry
PuisiA collection of my poems from daily writing. #1 in blackoutpoetry (1/20/21) #1 in dailypoetry (1/20/21) #1 in stanza (12/15/20)
