I've never wanted what I saw when light hits bare skin,
Never needed to run my hands along shirts worn thin,
But I looked at you and sunk like a stone in the ocean.
You're wider than I realized,
You chiseled out quite thin,
You've stepped of a Greek gods statue to shake the state I'm in.
I've never had a attraction,
Never chased lusts made of flesh,
But I have violent striking hip bones, and you a platinum chest.
I'm living often hungry,
My stomach's all caved in,
But you're a different hunger that's set in.
YOU ARE READING
Poems from the dark
PoetryTrigger warning. To be polite. These are poems I've written. In all honesty not the good ones. Or maybe they are. But they're not my print published ones. I'm not that brave. :)
