Honestly
I thought you were weird -
at first, but then:
You grew on me
Like mold
But a sweet pink mold,
Or would that be mildew?
Like black mold
Infecting my lungs
So I can't get rid of you
Ever -
No matter what I take
You'll always be with me
Inside
Eating your way toward my heart
If you're lucky dear reader (I think there's at least one of you), I'll write more terrible love poems in the future! :)
4 comments:
This is disturbingly awesome! LOVE IT!
Why thank you - I do try!
Now I know why I am single and like it!
I thought the same thing about myself when the character, in my head, responded with mold.
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