I was always told to fight
fire with fire.
That was until I met water.
I, a raging flame,
smothered by a liquid.
Yet I continue to burn in embers,
and water continues to
drown my colors of red.
Month: February 2019
You held onto my heart
With restraints on my mind
Sparked a war in my head
And wounded what’s mine
While holding me down
With the passage of time
I learned to move on
And embrace my divine
I ran my fingers through your hair
Like the pages of a good book
My body folded under the intimacy
As I craved to be a part of your storyline
When love reaches your doorstep
Do not run away
For even the most tainted hearts
Need to be taught how to love
What's Mine Is Yours 