10:44 pm
the boy leaned in
the smell of alcohol lingering
from his mouth -
she had wanted this,
'twas opportunity
she didn't want to miss -
but when his lips hit hers,
and he kissed her;
he sucked like her pink lips were
air
and he couldn't breathe.
DU LIEST GERADE
intoxicated // poetry || 01
Poesie[ book 01 - completed ] emotions are not meant to be bottled up, and i knew at the second your breath intoxicated my lungs, that emotions were meant to be wild, spread out, and if you can survive the journey, it'll be one hell of a story. ███████...
