Poems from ZoeLynch12
When We Wilt
Bless her for her conjecture
I remember when we were embers
Burning up the night sky
Under the stars until we grew tender...
When We Wilt
Bless her for her conjecture
I remember when we were embers
Burning up the night sky
Under the stars until we grew tender...
2:45am Aftermath
She romances black holes
Addicted to the slight thrill
Of the mildly illegal life
Intoxicated
Like tiny, cobalt flames...
when rome burns
the crumbling pillars
laughing full of the fire-dance,
she isn’t watching the flames
she’s watching the notes pour out of...
Somewhere we walk the line
An affair where lovers find
The clandestine
Forgive me for what I’ve left behind
My hurt, my heal, my...