to you, from me

Just some dumb feelings.

my fingers languish to trace your skin
my body voracious for the bliss of your touch

as if my soul was tailored to fit your own


for you I'd bleed my black, reviled heart dry
decending through the most wondrous dream
a most vivid collective of resurgence


so I'll shed my armor and stab my heart for the wish

to be everything you believe I can and

so much more

Reviews

[jessicawrites]

Love this so much! I love the string of words used, especially "shed my armor," revealing the speaker's vulnerability in light of this person