Volcanic Love.

You smell like love-

like beautiful,

empty promises

filled with

grisly remorse

pumped full of

electrifying pheromones

*

You taste like

forgotten dreams

forged in a

beautiful disaster

with lava running

through your veins

as bubbles erupt from

your porous eyes,

*

and the reverie

nestled behind

my naive eyes

scrambles toward

your metamorphic facade

hoping to break

through the visage

of bittersweet

permeable lies

swimming through

such viscous scum.


© Miss Book Thief and Christopher Rupley

(This is my first collaboration with Christopher from The Brown Bag Special. Click here to check his work, he is amazing.)

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