Dying More Every Day

I feel my lips 
Upon
Your
Skin

Though you tell me
It’s
A
Sin

My heart keeps me
Going
There

My hands impassioned
In
Your
Hair

 

I can’t
Fight this
I don’t want to

You’re my
Heart beat
That brings me through

 

I feel your sighs
Within
My
Ear

Causing tremblings
That
You
Fear

Desires keep finding
Their
Way
Through

All my thoughts
Consumed
By
You

 

Don’t fight
Give in
We’re meant to be

Don’t my
Last breaths
Tell you what you are to me

 

I feel my lips
Upon
Your
Skin

My dreams
Keep drawing
Me
In

 

How can
You live
Without me

As I
Lie here
Dying more every day

dying more everyday poem

Without you

 

Your lips upon my skin . . .

 

 

 

Ronovan

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