~Shelly The lingering taste of your cheap kiss
sanguine lips stain across my soul
a chronic indication of my eternal affair
~They speak to me "
The sirenic lips
Have entranced me with
Every swift movement
You can imagine
So envious of the voices
Piercing through the air
Each tone entwining itself
Along my thoughts
Keeping my innocence
Tearing
Open
My
Every word
In moments of Anxiety.
I feel the bugs crawlingscattering under my skin
rapidly multiplying as my heart beat accelerates
the room begins to spin
my lips crack
frail , dry and raw.
my vision becomes enhanced
zooming in and out
focusing on irritations
blurring my judgement.
