crushed

Torn

"A poem about the aftermath of being hurt"

TORNYour voice echoes, still softly around the roomThe smell of your essence, and fragrant perfumeLingers silently, within these four walls with no escapeAs I lay upon my bed, closing my eyes, and remembering your faceThe way you whispered sweet words,...

Crushed

"Crushed by beauty of a female creation"

From the moment I saw you, I was captured by your beautyAn Angelic form, created by the Gods to enslave male's hunger for a beating heartEvery curve drove around a dangerous corner, that sent goosebumps upon my skinYour eyes that...