Velvet Death
slit my throat with a sword
speak in a language only we know
look into my eyes with that daring gaze
that knows the secret you once spoke
"i love you" is what your lips said
with your hand around my throat
i was struggling to breathe and
you kept on confessing with each soft breath
Copyright © Maanvinder Pilania | Year Posted 2025
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