too open, honest – micropoems

(would be said)

I.
Trying not to
think about
How it feels at night
Your skin, mine

i.
How good it feels
To be so tied
At the soul and mind
Unbreakable

ii.
How lost then
In silent bribe accepting
To cut my tongue
Sake of your peace

II.
I’ll never stop wanting
To mimic your [love]
In my blood and flesh
I die on this.

 

 

Work in Progress by Nicolas P. Tschopp

One Comment Add yours

  1. Kceleste777 says:

    Silencing your own self just to see them happy.. Sad.. True love is reciprocation your words should be able to run as free as the other..

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