Posted in Blog, Creative Writing, Pride Month 2021, Writing

Flashback – Girls In The Graveyard

You’re mine,
when I settle my subconscious,
on soft pillows,
slipping into the chateau of sleep,
chasing you,
constantly thinking
about the fair features of your face.

I invite you to immerse yourself,
in freedom fantasies,
in which I can admit,
that night has fallen,
along with my inhibitions,
and I belong to you,
breaking my brain,
to try and understand,
how you broke inside me,
giving myself to you,
using my own hands,
to help yourself to my heart.

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