What Destroys You
You will think of me
when your mouths collide,
for your body will become numb.
Her breath will wither
like smoke in the air,
and I will fill your lungs.
Like blood in your mouth
you will taste my lips,
I am the poison on her tongue.
What destroys you
is not our demise,
but the calm before the storm.
Copyright © Rhiannon Williams | Year Posted 2015
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