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I studied a picture of us, the last one we ever took
and I tasted blood, the crimson memories of
your teeth sinking into my shoulders
how I ruined that lustful silence with a simple gasp
and how your indentations left hints of pomegranate
About the Creator
Daniel K
I write love poems about the girl who has a hold over my heart and my life in such a way that neither are my own anymore. The girl I would choose over and over and over again. I love her, and that is the beginning and end of everything.
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