Poems from firework96
You see only the honey that drips from my tongue;
I sit in anticipation for the day I bare my fangs and reveal the blood on my teeth.
I'll...
You missed the day in biology when your teacher went over
the composition of the human body.
Maybe if you knew you were 93% stardust
you...
Your tongue was too bitter for my senses
So I attached my lips to the hollows of your hipbones instead
And counted the number of breaths...
Baby I'm not religious but
When I put the pen to paper I swear someone's watching
and helping to guide my hand through all the terrible...