Hollow Chest
Bonfire fly it’s light high into the nigh
A flicker where I see you countenance
Ironically to splay the feast
In that glimmer
Something simmered
Two never be released
Touch me, rub me, kissy
Ask you if you missy
Princess in a grim’s fantasies
Another night I sit to sing to the sky
Sang this sylph dirge mellifluously
Arc rampart tracing hearts in the stars
You took my breast beat from me
Hollowed out my chest cavity
Scalpel edge serrated blades
I gaze up velvet lips edict low whisper
Keep it no there is no returns
It’s broken
Copyright © Beatrix Macabre | Year Posted 2024
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