I exist

For the sake of this poem,
I counted how many days it’s been
since you last heard my voice. For Continue reading “I exist”

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If I appear easy and laid back,
it’s because I trust you. Don’t
get the wrong idea of making
a fool out of me, thinking you
can twist me according to your
liking. I may submit to you,
but I do not surrender.

I am no angel, no princess, I am
a nymph from where all
nightmares are made of. I am
made out of the whispered
words of fallen angels born
from rotten stardust and
burning galaxies.

I can be warm and genial but if you
make the mistake of crossing
me, I will be cold as ice and
you will regret touching me.