Slow kisses turned into bruising hisses….
Nooks and crannies explored, I adored….
Flesh laid open, and you indulge, drinking
until I drown, now your crown…..
Trails, marks you leave, Believe on my wrist,
leaving me in a mist….
Now, you are gone, but, I still feel you,
your scent in my veins, chains me…to…you
Pulsing, your scent, forever within me, the
key that always was, in waves of 19, as angels
tell a tale of you and I…….
*PICTURE TAKEN FROM PINTEREST*
Lost split, twins dismissed….
One in heaven, the other in hell, didn’t
kiss and tell…
I loved you then, and I love you
know, shall we make a truce our
I, was never vanilla…..
more like shadowy greys,
You, with a funeral glow, death
I, drawn, walking on the edge, you with
a razor, how my skin would slice, dice,
as you pieced me to you…..
Together we became halos and
horns, the cross adorned…..
*Picture taken from Pinterest*
No valentine this year, only a tear in remembrance
of you, who had no clue, only about hearts full of darts….
It’s Ok, one day i will wear red, untied, loose, free….
Flowers upon your box, kisses in the wind, lost in
love, splattered in blood…..
Maybe, just maybe, I’ll find my Valentine…..