I need this[my fix]
she's, like the nectar
for my veins[sour not sweet]
this rose red thorn
[embracing my lips with her aura]
burns with desire
she's the symbol
of my foreign pain
the wish I can't take back
enraptured with her
luscious scent I
must exhale
for she is my devil
one of my own hell
Author notes
ILOVEthisgirl....
what should i improve?
Comments
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Wow. That was absolutely incredible. You did a fantastic job with this. Captivating and the imagery was stunning.
Write on.
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claps. very good poem. interesting how you give your addiction a gender, and that of female. sends a wish for you to overcome if it is truly a hell that you feel you are in when you take her.
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Wow! This is really good!! You took words of random and made a rhythmic masterpiece!!!
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