SOUL-FOOL
- Dark Poets Club
- Oct 21
- 1 min read
By Harleen Quinzelle
Excitedly,
Naively,
Foolishly:
I loved you with every breath.
Intoxicatingly,
Obsessively,
Greedily:
You inhaled until my lungs collapsed.
My hopes, my dreams and very essence of being- you sucked out of me. . . lifeless in your arms.
Only then did you realized necrophilia was not “your thing.”