impulsive bloodlines / mental trysts

poetry © 2018-2019

i am jealous of anyone who has ever touched you

you are the sun and i am proxima centauri: a low-mass star, too faint to be seen, yet closest to you

"eloquence is a painting of the thoughts."

an·he·do·ni·a: inability to feel pleasure

my disposition on your skin © 072818 , enamoramos

POETRY

i feel like a god.

drown in ichor.