I wanna feel your breath
On every inch of my poetry
I want a sweet long death
That opens the gates to Liberty
Death inside your arms
To patch up my scars
To bury the past
And vanity.
I wanna hear you laugh
Next to me.
Scatter my fears
With dignity
Over the years
You’re still a piece of me
Longing, my lips
Crave fragility
Divinity
In the curve of my hips
As you’re holding me.
We shall burn within
And find tranquility.
Oceans
Islands
Nighttime
Infinity.
A note to my lover
© Copyright: Серафима Пронина, 2022
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