The Burning Innocence of Falling in Love
Love is a deadly disease,
Completely contagious and caught in the breeze,
From the blown kiss from my lips,
To the depth of your heart,
Then all goes silent,
Thump...Thump...
Your heart keeps beating inflamed in the passion,
But settled in content,
Lost in the moment.
👁 2💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.