Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Blood is the closest I can get to love If you can see it boiling or spilled In response to what opposes you. Blood is my love, nontransferable. Because I can’t get those three words out
0
May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 11:37 PM UTC
untitled.
Blood is the closest I can get to love If you can see it boiling or spilled In response to what opposes you. Blood is my love, nontransferable. Because I can’t get those three words out
Written by
May 5, 2019
May 5, 2019 at 11:37 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem