queer free spirited anonymous poetess | |
Grapple your hands around my neck
Pin me up against the wall...
You can cut the tension between us with a knife
Where piercing eyes shoot daggers at our chests...
I want to permanently paint every inch of your...
Leave traces on all the places you have tainted on...
they say old flames die hard because they stay lit...
the moon can only shine so bright without you...