Dear Sasha:
About your muse,
While you’re chewing on her,
Does she chew you up too?
While you’re drinking her to get that warm part of you warm,
Dear Sasha,
please tell me,
is she drinking you too?
Are you broken when you find her
or are you you and then she breaks you?
Is yours poison like mine?
Does she kill as she breeds?
Does she make you fat to make her full?
If not,
then,
Dear Sasha,
please teach her to me.
2 comments:
Your writing is absolutely beautiful, and I want MORE! I'll be checking back here often and most happily.
Have you seen a more lovely picture than the one of Ann Marie while her hand is on the chest of the one who makes her love herself the best?
Post a Comment