Your Best Friends Apartment
We sat on the porch of your best friends apartment
Celebrating time with cigarettes and conversation
You sat on my lap; a siege concealed in a kiss
My envy revealed with the feel of your swollen lips
Inhaling your breath like a cold, autumn wind
Those Marloburo reds and your darkness within
Despite all the secrets; freely bleeding from me
You bought every line that your heart would believe
Heroically spoken like words from a pyre
I needed you more, for curves to admire
Raspy alto tones spoke fallacies that day
The echoes of your voice; a dark angel's decay
The goddess within died a little more that night
Teenage love billowing smoke of suburban delight
The heat of the pyre fueling desire inside
A ghost found her voice, with nowhere to hide
I wanted to sway like your hips in the wind
Those cold, autumn nights, and my darkness within
Two agents of chaos in the coldest of nights
Beginning at dawn; the march of my plight
Copyright © Laura Dee | Year Posted 2023
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