Moving Lips

Moving lips to breathe his name he reaches and touches my fragile frame

Pale white skin trembles under his grip releasing any thoughts of doubt

Screaming madness licking gladness and I slowly begin to lose my mind

Far away is the exact long distance of your unkept and demanding heart

My eyes close and forever is over.

Author: Katestrawberry

I am a published author and writer/editor available for hire. I create abnormal, strange, and sometimes slightly erotic poetry. Crazy Girl. Creative Genius.

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