Thursday, September 5, 2019

Medusa

My insides
Churning with tenderness
Chaos
Pain and emotion
But seeing your face
Hardens me
I cry
I pray
I beg
Turn my exterior to stone


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Parched

 My love your love Acid Rain Pouring down on me I raised my face Drink it in Burning My eyes my throat So parched Thirsty for any Drop