Apr 2018
Falling in love
with her again
was much like
sugar coated
thorns
That sweet pain
resonating from
the past
It dripped from
her lips
and tongue
That dark nectar
we all crave to
drink
with her again
was much like
sugar coated
thorns
That sweet pain
resonating from
the past
It dripped from
her lips
and tongue
That dark nectar
we all crave to
drink
