heat by Miss Ohio

Aug 2020

heat

I was sunshine
And he was fire.

We collided-
Now burned memories
On our sticky skin.
Singed fingertips
And bruised lips.
I'll take it all
Just to feel the heat
Of him
Again.

Written by

Miss Ohio 38/F

(38/F)

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