I was sinking in my own desire.
You were fire.
I was on fire.
Your neck was like a fig, so sweet.
My sweat was just leak on it.
But you weren’t mine.
My despair.
And I burned out
In the fire.
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=965698
Рубрика: Лирика любви
дата надходження 15.11.2022
автор: Анна Стейша