Poems from emphung
His smell lingers
I used to be quick to cleanse my body
But I’m hesitant to rid myself of him
I want his fingers to be imprinted on my skin...
Unbeknownst to me that he would he one I didn’t want to forget
The tables have turned
No longer do I crave soul after soul
No longer do I...
My fingers itch to write about your mind
To unravel your thoughts as you share them with me
I may not understand the scientific jargon...
You've infected every aspect of my life,
I can't run away
I won't run away
Nowhere is safe anymore.
I'm just trying to live in a dog eat...
Words have yet to be exchanged,
But something tells me that every time I turn my head,
his eyes find the space
that mind once occupied....