Poetry

the worst card in the deck

the true queen of hearts

only knows how to break them

she can’t capture a new one

without crushing another

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Poetry

bittersweet lips

I wanted those lips to be coated in sugar

to taste something perfectly saccharine

I wished for her kiss to taste like a sundae

the sweetness overwhelming me entirely

so it did

if my tongue wasn’t touched by my dreams

I would have experienced what was really there

I would’ve smelt a harsh scent

hidden in the sweetened air

maybe it would’ve tasted true

like biting into a coffee bean

crushing the bits of bitter between my teeth

a taste that refused to leave

a love that was so bittersweet