Touch
Love tastes sweet, even when it's rotten.
By Cyan VillanuevaPublished 6 years ago • 1 min read
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[Photo Is Not Mine.]
If my hands can no longer touch you,
I will touch my pen to paper and draw you out.
I will make love to you through these words.
I will speak these words into existence, so they may travel off the page to you and into your hands.
Though first, I may chew them up and spit them out once the bitterness of a love you left in darkness fills my mouth.
I hope you can still find the beauty in them, though.
I hope to hear back.
Though if you do not reply, I will still be resting with the burnt texture that is my love
For you,
You have left me.
Love is a cruel mistress, I suppose.
For she allows me to love you,
While you're out, loving another.
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About the Creator
Cyan Villanueva
I'm 21 yrs old.
I love...
Music (from the 50s, hip hop & r&b, Jazz)
Movies
Reading
Anime
IG: @poetcjv
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