I am nothing but embers
in the fire pit of
your heart
a Godless girl, kissing
with tongues, skin
burning at
the touch of a
weather beaten man
I fell for you, headfirst
into the abyss of desire
warmth rising from my
toes, through to my finger -
tips
inhaling the scent of you
by the lungful
my capacity is called
on, and I am a Phoenix
stunted, hatched too
soon, eternally shell -
less
Sep 8, 2016
Sep 8, 2016 at 5:02 PM UTC
I am nothing but embers
in the fire pit of
your heart
a Godless girl, kissing
with tongues, skin
burning at
the touch of a
weather beaten man
I fell for you, headfirst
into the abyss of desire
warmth rising from my
toes, through to my finger -
tips
inhaling the scent of you
by the lungful
my capacity is called
on, and I am a Phoenix
stunted, hatched too
soon, eternally shell -
less
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