Poems from Nicotalia
Being in love is like a religion because,
You hold onto your lover’s features like a prayer,
Close to your heart until it’s permanently...
I continuously fall in love with fire.
I can only remember once I had fallen in love with water.
Then pollution turned my water into fire...
People don’t understand
When someone falls
It’s more than a body hitting the floor
It’s something way more
It’s the resonating sound of a...
At night between
The conscious world that's filled with thoughts that were of us.
And the unconscious that's filled with a pitch black...
The world is found in my bittersweet tea.
I've fallen in love with my bittersweet tea.
It doesn't make me fly.
It doesn't make me die....