Petty
A festive feast of aired grievances
faces maroon and out of control;
Screams breed battered appearances,
this moment our tempers just stole;
Releasing all that tension with a kiss
now we are locked in a wild explosion;
A fine line between livid and bliss
in the end teeth, nails, and devotion;
Go on baby and let it all out
now let your fire burn all over me;
We’ll dig into each other and shout
nipping away all that is petty.
Copyright © Melani Udaeta | Year Posted 2023
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