By RRSuperNova
His deep voice
Saying hi
A high pitch introduction
Into my life
Simple
Yet
It resonated as
A thousand daggers
Flung into my unarmored heart.
I became conscious
Of his obsidian
Uncontrolled and sculptured hair.
His heart-shaped lips
Natural
Yet beyond anything
I’ve ever seen.
His collarbone…
What am I thinking?!!
Even now looking at those flames
I still feel the heat
Of that masterpiece…
Anyways
Now I know
That was also part of the trap…
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