I wouldn't say it's shitty, but I also wouldn't say it's my favorite of your poems.
When you're near my walls, crumble away. So carefully constructed up against emotion, you break them down with a simple wave. How can I break your curse that's a gift? How do I escape your spell that I long for?
Love the imagery there, though. I miss your writings. Do this more often, if ya could. It'd make me happy.
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When you're near my walls, crumble away.
So carefully constructed up against emotion,
you break them down with a simple wave.
How can I break your curse that's a gift?
How do I escape your spell that I long for?
Love the imagery there, though. I miss your writings. Do this more often, if ya could. It'd make me happy.
-m
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