For a moment, I didn't breathe
Your blood...my blood, fevered me
I was trapped
Spellbound + wound
Addicted
Suspended in air, without your care
Unleashed
As you dug into me, I fell into you
My greatest gravedigger
I wasn't dying, but
You played God, I'm more alive
This has never been clearer
I smile at the monsters
That look back at us in the mirror
We are the hot + cold
Forever yes + no
Imprisoned in an impassioned Prism
The light and the dark bends to no end
We can't pretend
We. Just. Are
And however that unfolds, we will never be told
But for a moment, I didn't breathe
Our blood fevered me
About the Creator
Melanie Burke
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