your breath left burn marks on my skin
your kisses tasted of strawberries,
smothered in whiskey.
your words made my brain overflow with love
i felt the blooming long before you knew,
it was love.
love is a temptation
with bellowing whispers and,
glassy eyes in the shadows.
love is another "please don't go",
an "it's for your own good",
another "goodbye".
when will it end?
you have no idea how much i love you