Let me perform for you
I am urgently displayed on a canvas unmade
Banned by bolts of sunlight
That know I speak with the night
Broken like the sidewalk that created your first scar...
I am not done with you yet.
I crave the bumps in your roads
Paving detours, haunted in delight
Fluorescent as ever
Back bending bridges over your route
I am your voice, your shadow of doubt
I am not done with you yet
Let me make love to you
Scratches down your spine
Everyone knows you're mine
Drink me in, divine
Our air shatters; Hold your breath
Oh, I am not done with you yet.
About the Creator
Chelsea Carpenter
I'm in love with words. I have been for as long as I can remember. Writing is my passion, my gift, and I hope to make it a part of my life always.
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