You are like nicotine. A filthy
substance running through my
blood and despite knowing you
are bad for me I still have a desire
to feel you on my lips, keep you
between my fingertips.
Pen to paper
You are like nicotine. A filthy
substance running through my
blood and despite knowing you
are bad for me I still have a desire
to feel you on my lips, keep you
between my fingertips.
Yeah🔥🔥🔥
Great metaphor.
True. 🧡
Love this.
This has a very noir-ish feel, cemented by an awesome photo. Well done.
You made the reader believe every word dear Luna. Amazing poetry shared.