I am raw… True and rough under the fingers. I crawl in the dark, peeking in the cracks of your broken heart, lurking at all the good there is, for the taking, knowing I would hurt you with my untamed claws…
I want to reach out, give in, throw myself your way and be the temptress who’d make you pray for the sun never to rise again… I want to nibble on your soul, snaffle every inch of your skin, sink my teeth into your life.
Please, give me a good reason not to love you, before I storm in and break you!
Cyranny's Cove 
Oh my! I love this!
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Awww… Thank you so much 🙂 Your kind words are more than rewarding 🙂 *hugs*
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May I share this in my first poetry newsletter?
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I would be truly honored! Wow, thank you 🙂 xx
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Of course! 😊
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❤
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Beautiful!
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Wow! A clawing, gripping piece of a write-up.
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You have such a colorful way to comment… Thank you very much 🙂 xx
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