I crave your mouth,
your voice,
and your touch
I hunger for
moon,
bedside lights,
and a 4k fireplace
On a cold day,
blooms of fire.
In a naked room,
Delight and desire.
Aventurile poetei în sandale
Month: November 2020
You control the tide
and I count the waves,
I water the hyacinth you gave me
even if I broke the vase.
I recall the purple rain
And the jolly song you sang
While the paper got a stain.
Yellow heart,
pour it all out
and if we’ll ever fade
remember just all the things
we’ve made.
I carry around my secrets
As I carry my purse
My secrets are heavy
But my lies are even worse
I taste them on my lips
And I don’t want to mix them
with your electric kiss
I drift into fall
as I drift into fear
Things I knew once
now are unclear
March reloaded
1000 forms of fear
We have two falls together
and no spring still
Your presence is madness
You leave me in drunkenness
I feel too intense
Any kind of mess or distress
Or the chills that gives me a brand new dress
a dangerous way to be
I radiate emotions
and emotions fill me.