Pove Loem
my beautiful drug.
oh, how filled with heartbreaking joy i am to feel your addicting lovelinesss
if i said i hated your guts, i'd be lying and you'd know it.
purely unspoken. thats how it works.
you're the daisy to my chain,
the beam to my moon,
the words to my sentences,
the smile to my face,
the ephemeral clouds to my sky,
the thing to my every.
what more can i say?
can i live without you?
i hope that
i never have to find out
darling, you asked
and i replied.
combine all the beautiful words in the dictionary,
the dazzling, aching hollowness one feels when they cry with laughter,
and a melody that makes you shiver with wonderment
and now you know what i feel
when i look at you.
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