more poetry
here is a new poem. well, not so new. but new to YOU!
forbidden kisses
worn like cherry chapstick
lick those lips!
sleepless nights
awake with the memory of you
the unattainable torments my soul
i re store
my desperate imagination
of a different life
within the white painted barn
that i can never leave
do i want to leave?
never
is it too painful
the wound grows
by my own nourishment
i pick the scab
licking my open sores
red droplets are my only food
yet the pain does not compare
to the amount of lost despair
i cannot lose you
and so your forbidden kisses
remain
