Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Oct 2019
I keep rubbing my hands for heat
Trying to warm you but not melt you-
To hold you in any state I can
You're consistent as water
Obsession is an addiction that preys on the desperately distracted
A sure sign that I'm not healed
Written by
Silver  26/F/Earth, maybe.
(26/F/Earth, maybe.)   
     Daniyal, Shannon Spivey, --- and ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems