Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation,

But they were very much conscious.



Loving every minute of vacation,

Thoroughly adventurous.



An act that seemed to revive not just their souls,

But every atom, cell and ***** in their bodies.



Lived for those nights huddled up in arms (Goals!)

Even though time just couldn’t care less.



Carelessly dashing by without regard (its new foes!)

Even as this act would lead to many more worries.



Fast forward now; and they craved it more than ever.

Would it happen again, or am I forever trapped in nevers?



Can’t handle the pressure, brain’s got a fever.

At this rate, gonna be swiping left and right forever.



Bones dry, deep down I crave love and connection.

Sorely waiting for those sparks to keep an *******.



More like an ***** sin.

Caught between a rock and a hard place.



A truth I once held close, feels like a lie I’m locked in

(I’m everything and nothing)

For where do I belong? Everywhere and nowhere



Except with my first love.

I long to meet someone like you.



Soft lips, beautiful eyes, luscious hair,

and a strong, gentle soul that softens the hearts of the hardest of men.

before you
my mouth and pen were dry
now poetry
rushes through my veins
pours out of my fingertips
flows from my mouth
you keep my head spinning
with words
and i need more and more and more and more of you

fools who run their mouths
do no worse damage
than the wise
who say nothing at all